“Hear how the wind begins to whisper.
See how the leaves go streaming by.
Smell how the velvet rain is falling,
Out where the fields are warm and dry.
Now is the time to run inside and stay.
Now is the time to find a hideaway
Where we can stay.
Soon it’s gonna rain.
I can see it.
Soon it’s gonna rain.
I can tell.
Soon it’s gonna rain.
What are we gonna do?”