April 30th
She says she hates running in the rain
But I love the peace
Finding silence in the pitter patter
Of raindrops on the ground
The art of running in the rain
Comes from
Pale clouds of breath
Cold, wet, skin
Aching lungs
And the slowing down of time
She says she hates running in the rain
But I love the peace
Finding silence in the pitter patter
Of raindrops on the ground
The art of running in the rain
Comes from
Pale clouds of breath
Cold, wet, skin
Aching lungs
And the slowing down of time