Wake me up from this perpetually lost sleep...please.

Wake me up from this perpetually lost sleep...please.

Listen closely to

The incessant chatter

Of restless rainfall

Diverted by rainbows

Into dreamland

As the sky opens

A pleasure principle

The rain a by-product

Of convection

Is caressing and undressing me

A gentle shower

To wash away the blues

Gives way to

A raucous melody

In glorious ragtime

Dance with me

In standing water

Splash around

Be like children

In a play pool

It never really happens

But it should

Perhaps the world

Would gradually improve

It might take a long long time

But if, when it rains

We think of heaven

The music might start to play

And magically, every day

As pretty pennies fall

It will be as colourful

As a Hollywood

Hayday

In cinemascope.