Downpour

Downpour

Finally, the school year's out With large bouts of relief And all can say, without a doubt Screw being a McIntosh Chief

And at the point where you can stand Right at the top of the hill Life is good and life is grand So do that which you will

But in your mind school's always there Forever slowly creeping Life is still, but do take care It's not forever sleeping

For when the time gives up on you The clouds begin to form A disturbance to the silent blue The newer mood, forlorn.

When it rains it further pours A persistent sort of plight A petty rain of petty chores Covers up all light

And when skies clear, a newfound hope Water starts to stand still A brilliant sun, an upward slope Back to the top of the hill