I feel the breeze on my face in expectance. Not very long before the storm reaches here. Off in the distance the lightning is flashing again. Feel something strong as the power draws near. Is it the rolling thunder that scares you. Is it the crashing of clouds that hold fear. But all I know as I sit in a corner alone. It takes me back to my childhood again. And as I wait and look for an answer. To all the things going round in my head. I ask myself could it be a disaster and when. It's maybe threatening to happen again. As the ominous light draws near. There's a lone dog howls in the park. All the people hurry inside. As the lightning flash lights dark. The storm is nearly here. Only god will know. You're sitting alone you watch. As the wind is blowing treetops. And the swaying rusting of leaves. Plenty all time to perceive. As you wait for rain to fall. Only god knows. The whole sky glows. Maybe lightning strikes twice. Maybe lightning strikes Twice