Dark skies
Hide not your brother behind
Let him see
Like we want to see
Dark skies
Hide not your cousin's light behind
Let him shine
Like we want to shine
Dark skies
We hear the sounds coming your side
Let them come with nice showerly rains
Like the ones that makes kids go to play
Play dark skies
As we pray for good rains
As we pray for a good weather
Remember
Not to over stay
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