To crave thunder

Wooo leave us while the storm blares
put the lid back on
I can see intentions swarming
Skies like today´s faces just summer storms

Well the lonesome road held me
I knew one truth and one power
now I must know a new one
One that drenches the Flint

Flint to ignite dreams
All advice as tasteless as rice
we may as well be robots
following a process until we are spent

colorful blankets no use on warm nights
computer program brains
Chatter and whispers, plain conjecture
The sprouts of inspiration wilt

Summer storms pass
I crave to see the lightening
to hear thunder over so much man made kerfuffle