Beating Drums

As the drums started to bang, the stars disappered and the fog rolled in over the city. People ran into their homes saving themselves from the sounds of the drums. The drums played their songs all night long till the dawn arrived. The sun arose from its sleep awaking the blue jays to chirp their next chorus. Coffee starting to brew to wake human senses. As the day washes by, we go back to wonder in our dreams and we listen to the drums begin again.
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So really the "drums" are like rain, and thunder you hear when you're sleeping if that makes any sense.