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Description
Great monoliths move across the sky,
Silent, completely unhindered by the eye.

Moving together in perfect unison,
Without emotion, without vision.

Unknown to their purpose, they move on,
Unaware that they will soon be gone.

Together they pour the nectar of light,
Never stopping to ponder their plight.

Drop, drop, it will soon stop.
Pitter, patter, it doesn=t matter.
Splish, splash, to the earth they crash.
Tinkle, Plop, it comes from the top.

These are the things that bring the gloom,
But these also cause the flowers to bloom.

The arcs that curve into bridges above,
The clouds to the sunlight push and shove.

The sprouts sprout in their beauty of green,
For all the world to see what is seen.

Let this not cause you any stress,
Let it open your mind to bless.

Drop, drop, why must it stop?
Pitter, patter, why does it matter?
Splish, splash, why into life they crash?
Tinkle, Plop, must it be from the top?

Description
Great monoliths move across the sky,
Silent, completely unhindered by the eye.

Moving together in perfect unison,
Without emotion, without vision.

Unknown to their purpose, they move on,
Unaware that they will soon be gone.

Together they pour the nectar of light,
Never stopping to ponder their plight.

Drop, drop, it will soon stop.
Pitter, patter, it doesn=t matter.
Splish, splash, to the earth they crash.
Tinkle, Plop, it comes from the top.

These are the things that bring the gloom,
But these also cause the flowers to bloom.

The arcs that curve into bridges above,
The clouds to the sunlight push and shove.

The sprouts sprout in their beauty of green,
For all the world to see what is seen.

Let this not cause you any stress,
Let it open your mind to bless.

Drop, drop, why must it stop?
Pitter, patter, why does it matter?
Splish, splash, why into life they crash?
Tinkle, Plop, must it be from the top?