The storm, it thunders all around
With ne’er a silence to be found
The light’ning crashes in the dark
Illuminating all in spark
Its odor makes the air smell sweet
As rivers flood through every street
I wonder if old Noah feared
The wrath of God when it appeared,
Those moments when the clouds did burst
Do you believe that he felt cursed
Or was his faith in God so strong
He held no fear his whole life long ?
