Somewhere in the distance, you hear the rumble roar
While tiny little raindrops dance just outside my door
A flash of light, the crack of thunder
While the blankets I am now under
The roof is electric with the sound of the rain
And the tat, tat, tat, on the windowpane
The storm, it now rocks me to sleep
While I pray thee Lord my soul to keep
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