Past the Northern Lights
And flying on through polar nights
The pressure's growing overhead
In a month of Sundays you won't find a sunbeam
Clocks and clouds say rainy times ahead

From the Northern shores
And down the starlit corridors
The clouds are gathering again
I can feel the weather-clocks
humming in their cases
Soon we'll have to shelter from the rain

Grey skies, magnetized
My how time flies
Seeing stars ionized
My how time slips away...

Now then Sun, what's your problem?
Rise and shine
There are butterflies to chase
And shadows to define
On a day like this there's no point in starting late
You've got atmospheres to warm
Equators to [bad word] on then, hurry up
You're obviously bright enough
To know that you're only wasting time

From the Northern shores
And down the starlit corridors
The clouds are gathering again
So in stormy times I'll open my umbrella
Clocks and clouds make raining times again

* * *

The storm is gone
The clouds have vanished from the sky
The sound of thunder fades away
And the weather-clocks are ticking rather slowly
Measuring the last part of the day...