Pockets of Rain
Shall I start it again?
Pockets of Rain
Look at the weatherman
With a cloud in his hand
Pockets of Rain
The rain falling down
From his fingers

Pockets of rain
I am searching a name
Pockets of rain
In the holes of my brain
In a maze

Pockets of rain
In my soul
In my heart
In my brain
Im an old man
With a shadow falling down

The rain beats
My heart beats
Pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter
The rain falls
My heart falls
Pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter
I’m an old weatherman
With a cloud
Spring summer autumn winter
Pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter
My father is skating on the river of ice
Kish kish kish kish……
Looking at the shadows
An old man in a cloud