Mosquito, mosquito cloud
After the rain hovering
Feathers mobile
Little ant wings
After the rain
Angels sing
Mosquito, down on the swamp
Up on the hill listen to the thump
Beating down rain drops jump
Splash up from the ground
Like a spring
Mosquito, mosquito cloud
mobile on invisible string
Jog up and down
By the invisible hand
The same one that claps aloud
What's that sound that I hear now
Just the sound of one hand clapping
Mosquito cloud before the thunderstorm
Waking aloud to the moist and warm
Crackling like the voice of thunder
Mosquito flys in radar under
Bombs me now from the breaking skies
Heaven has broken, its banks open wide
Down rushes rivers of rain
Mosquitoes know in their hive brain
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