Mountainclimber

He wandered aimlessly outside, confused and dazed and while he was out there he was baking in the sun. Eventually he crawled into a town which was far far away, hidden in this kind of desert. The entire time the boy was thinking of a song. He went into the streets and the boy started to sing it. Mysteriously the town that hadn't had a drop of rain for 6 months finally saw clouds and as he sang along it started to drizzle, then it drenched the town. Since this day, once a month he would came to sing the song and each time he did it would cause a downpour, the townsfolk still talk about it to this day. They named it the song of storms and they would listen to the boy:

It's a Rain, It's a Storm!
Falling all across the land.
Drowning all your souls.
Leaving it alone.

The cross thunder, the foul rain,
Clash up high in heaven!
Taking your dreams,
away....