Under the melancholic weather machine

The melody of this rapture
 The the weather striking 
Man made matches the 
White pine tree 
The Washing blowing 
on the breeze

The melody of its capture 
The rapture 
Of the melancholy weather
 Machine

The camera obsessed 
obscure Windows
 The newspapers blowing
 On that tidal storm
The skipping ropes 
Caught on that line
 Your fist beating the ground

The melody of its capture
 The rapture 
Of the melancholy weather
 Machine

The melody of its capture
 The rapture 
Of the melancholy weather
 Machine

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