Apathemy
Down Pour
Lost myself withing the city lights I could have sworn I saw halos Angelic visions littering the morning sky Until the first flash of light Dark clouds spill out across the sky Turning it as black as ink I couldn't believe what I heard in the thunder Storm spills rain beating my skull like a thousand tiny hammers Deafening secrets weaved into the thunder Reveal themselves to me Truth has become my most bitter possession A burden I'll hold until my death I wish it all away Soaked to the bone I can feel myself grow old Drenched in shame Caught in your down pour Could you see it In my eyes Watching part of us die Carried away By the wind Washed away by the rain
From Letras Mania