Natural Changes

sweet smell of rain the sun is out look at all us crazy souls how were freakin' out then the wind blew and it spoke to us it said go to the sea and think of me without a fight or fuss natural changes are all around and the mysteries of the unknown don't need to be shown mystical death how your oh so good and how your movement is so misunderstood when it's my turn to die I will go willingly and pass through a portal into the next life until the next dream natural changes are all around and the mysteries of the unknown don't need to be shown