no story, deal?
There are no clouds today
Maybe they didn’t know what to say
Have you ever picked words out of their shapes?
Well today, there are no words in the sky
Today, the clouds tell no story
The blue sky is empty
The story the wind is withholding
A story a woman below doesn’t want to rehear
So the wind blows it far away for her
The story she forgets when the sky is clear
But someday the clouds in the sky will have to return
Whether a storm or a beautiful day, the woman will have to learn
She is glad to be living
She can say that without feeling like a liar
But her story of survival she can’t put into lines
Hurt and pain is all that achieves
By God, she has only just started to barely heal
She has been carrying this story under the clouds, but still getting heat stroke
The story kept her for a long time from getting healthy
So let’s not approach it right now, deal?