Coffee Clouds.

Coffee Clouds.
Lee.

Cold milk on cornflakes, coffee is steamin’,
Breakfast alone whilst she’s still dreamin’,
Pullback the curtains, the sky is grey.
Rain is forecast for later today.

A need to go work, a need to go places,
To meet random people to fill in the spaces.
Knockback the coffee then face the day.
Rain clouds incoming, later they say.