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Title: Rooftop Lightening
Summary: You always make me nervous.

If April showers bring May flowers,

and we trek up to the highest towers,

We’ll see get to wave hello-

a hapless hello.

And from the balcony, I recall

stepping up to the ledge with you

and fearing the long fall.

And the people- they are watching.

They are hoping that we’re jumping

far below.

(Oh, let’s go.)

I don’t know if you’re jumping,

But I know I want to follow.

Oh, April showers brought May flowers

and turned the waves to spikes;

turned our compliments into dikes

that just wouldn’t hold.

Well, let’s burst through

and overflow.

If you’re thinking about jumping,

make sure to let me know.

And the people that were watching

clutched to the T.V. guides

tailor-made to shut their eyes

against our breathless show .

Shower me in the rain

from the clouds swirling in your restless brain,

Sway me to and fro-

Just don’t ever  let me go.

If you’re going to jump,

make sure to let me know.

I don’t wanna stand the rooftop,

all alone,

and soaked to the bone.

So when you are taking off,

pull my hand and go.

When you’re jumping off,

grab my hand and throw.

Oh, we’re just lightening bugs

flittering with all the fighter jets

and all the empty threats.

But if you’re going to jump,

hold your breath and let’s go-

blinking like bombs

And blinding glow.