Apr 2015
The rain pours
And pours
The roads flood
The ground turns to mush
And yet I spend my day
Not in the rain
Not in the lost thought of sadness
Not in the fear of death
But in the thought of you.
-r.y.s
And pours
The roads flood
The ground turns to mush
And yet I spend my day
Not in the rain
Not in the lost thought of sadness
Not in the fear of death
But in the thought of you.
-r.y.s
It rains and pours and you keep me from the eternal sadness that follows
