A craze outside crowded old room With the sun that shined the edge of the gloom He woke you all up through this poem Which left no blurred pictures to zoom He said "Please don't stop, keep walking on line The clairvoyance won't be following mine, No turning back... still keep holding the wines It must be done before the clock is nine" She said "Sit down love we won't get no time We're safe inside, I've got something to dine Or spill the lime until we get no rhyme" Hectic rumble, will take it away My sweet Summerstorm, see it through your palm Love myth was that warm, now it's on your farm A race of sight cloning the moon, Trusting gaze in the end of the noon, Which one would be decoded soon, If you took all the lessons in a spoon? She said "Sit down love we won't get no time We're safe inside, I've got something to dine Or spill the lime until we get no rhyme" Hectic rumble, will take it away My sweet Summerstorm, see it through your palm Love myth was that warm, now it's on your farm My sweet Summerstorm, see it through your palm Love myth was that warm, now it's on your farm