Send in the Clouds

Oh repressive sun
send in your clouds
I dare

Enough of this light
stuff I can see but cant

All you send
is really reflection
I can't touch
barely a little warmth
my stove burns faster

Yet somehow you spin
almost everything that moves here

Or maybe just what crawls
And scratches the surface

Send in the clouds
rain my thoughts
out of mind

Too small
and as fleeting
as this light
I cant hold

I'll just stay here
and watch the cracks
fill

As it all runs away
To the big ocean

Something
I can always still
Go find