imagine a storm is a parade, its booming trough the the town.
imagine the wind is the trumpets, they their music blows through your hair
imagine thunder is the drumline, the loud bangs rhythmically fill your ears.
imagine lightning is the crash cymbals they shine in your eyes follwed by a crash
imagine rain is the confetti, being thrown up to fall back down onto your face
imagine stars are fireflies, they light up in the darkest times to be seen
Imagine the sun is a light bulb, it lights up the world and never goes out
