Let it rain

Let it rain

Let it rain,

let it rain...

let the mud feel the pain

of my wet wings

and all the beautiful things

that are going to fall

all over the wall

like a raindrop:

thousands of tears

pouring down

on this ghost town

for so many years,

like falling stars

born to shine

near a roadside shrine.

Just a void left behind

that I will never find;

nor can I repair

with a soft teardrop

a faith drowned in despair

below a drenched rooftop:

nothing more

than a shelter hardcore.

So let it rain,

let it rain

slowly onto this heavy pain,

‘cause my soul can’t restrain

under

this silent thunder

no more

inside a shelter hardcore.