LYRICS BY SURANYA The night is completely dark. No stars shine in the sky. The moon lies hidden in a whirlpool of grey clouds that appear red against the night sky. Once in a while in the shadows and silhouette of the surrounding a flash of lightning provides some sight. The trees rustle in a musical tone. The shrubs sway in a dance with the breeze. Soon, the cool breeze turns cold, and the smallest droplets hit my window pane in a pitter patter rhythm. Soon, the summer soil is soaked in the play of music and dance and the sweetest, most heavenly smell of wet soil reaches me. It rejuvenates the soul, and purifies the earth after a long wait of winters. Now, I turn on some music of my own. Unlike my heart beat and the nature, man's lyrics speak of one emotion instead of a thousand unsaid ones. His lyrics also perhaps limit his music. Unlike nature's. Of Silences, Lyrics, and Summer Rains :)🔚
