And the breezes are tapping on the old window pane
The storms can be quiet or they can be loud
This one keeps changing and chasing the crowd
See how the droplets are making their flight
They're falling and falling on everything in sight
They're carrying their secrets of the upcoming storm
Whispering "preparedness is what we all warn"
Let all of the weather and all of the wind
Do what they're doing and keep yourself in
But if you must venture and take to the road
Remember the forecast and all you've been told.