Why does the clouds weep?

 
Why do the clouds weep?
Why does pain give into grief an sparks overtaken with flames raves on heard louder than screams?

Why are people drenched in shame? Soaked in mud, as water hits a rose, a
flower cries tears of blood.

I dread heaven losing angels, as a sparrow drops a feather, as the wind
picks it up, as it shivers in the weather.

Why does time pass by a wiseman who starts to whither, as a tree cuts
the skies an its skin grows thicker?

I wish those long nights filled with rain would go because the mournin dew's feelin crispy when it comes an nifty when it goes.

Misury, it never fails. It's something ugly when you're feeling lonely. 
It grips you tight, it discomforts you, its unmotherly.

So why do the clouds weep? Why's the price you pay for love steep? 
Because love's a double edged sword, everyone gets cut deep.