Its raining in my dreams
Its raining in my dreams
Silent tears
Echo down the empty panes
Of this hollow house
That is my mind...
The rain falls
Making wet the delicate shades
Of hope
The colours bleed and run
Puddling to my feet...
Its raining in my dreams
Faith runs down
In scattered droplets
Swirling down the invisible drain
That is my fears
My life...
The rain falls
So dismally I stand
As despiration drenches my
The chill bite of doubt soaks deep
i look around
but theres nothing left to see
So sleep I will
For its raining in my dreams
Washed away by sorrow
There is no hope
There is no tomorrow
...There is only rain...
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