Summer Storm from Vivid by Pyrophoria

Is it cursed? have a good
Summer and I would
If this were summer or Hollywood
On a swing set at 5 a.m.
Who am I, was I then?

(Play me on the)
(Play me on the)
Rain rain go away
Play me on the
Station
About
About
Rain,
happiness I can’t contain

What to come? to pass?
When I want the storm to last?
I think therefore it must be fast
The days of the week don’t matter
I just let the vivid scatter

Play me on the station about rain
Go away, you cannot contain

My dear, Goodnight
No flower could write
Itself into a poem, without light
Queen of clubs finally comes to
I had an EP waiting for you

Play me on the station about rain
Go away, you cannot contain

So have a great summer, heretofore
I don’t need it in a yearbook anymore
Poetry book, of our ruined metaphor
Of perfect pictures of crown she wore
I need a perfect stranger in time, no score
And a perfect storm where I wash ashore

• Experimental
• alternative
• avantgarde
• experimental rock
• female indie
• genreless
• Atlanta