A Raincloud is a Raincloud

Waiting for my ship to come

I'm afraid it may have sunk

Waiting our whole lives for apple pie

Then demand another slice

At least I've got a good degree

What's that even mean?

English lit's essentially horseshit

Taught me to rhyme like an idiot

If you can't do then teach

Or keep staring out to sea

I'm done pining for a silver lining

Beneath the shadow of my doubt

A rain cloud is a rain cloud

I put away my divining rod

It simply wasn't panning out

Still my thoughts, they tend to drift

I'm afflicted with what ifs

What if I had married and had kids

What if I still did

And when I think my ship might land

I write until my hand cramps

I write of the Titanic swallowed whole

Stuck in Poseidon's throat

Go ahead and wish upon a star

But do you have to wish so hard?

I'm done pining for a silver lining

Beneath the shadow of my doubt

A rain cloud is a rain cloud

I put away my divining rod

It simply wasn't panning out

No more dancing around

Or exotic fancies

It's aiding and abetting, well

A daydream's just a day dream

What if my ship's still at sea?

What if rain clouds have silver linings?