The water droplets washed upon this earth
make the world shake and shiver with pleasure
the streams dancing into the pools of the oceans
I hear the wind singing from the outside
They sing of happiness

I sing along, mumbling their words
My fingers prancing up and down the black and white keys
The wind's words grow louder, as do mine
Each verse rising higher till the top of our lungs grow tired
They hunger and thrive to rest their musical chords strung inside of us

Except we decide to not listen to our pains, we ignore them
Chanting for life, for happiness, till the world needs no more wind
No more rain.