Listen to every drop of rain soothing your madness,
As she rambles on with her unspoken beauty,
My eyes sparkle with every drop of sadness,
And I can't seize to exist in this shattered reality.
In the dark windy night,
I hear the holy with might
Lifting my miseries to up above
To lend them a lesson of great love,
Still she sits in her golden throne
Stripping the choas off my bones
And angels are there to draw me once whole,
Dancing with my heavy and worried soul.
And so with every drop of rain
My lips shan't surrender to spoken pain
For I dare not shed a tear
Because the day of the sun is near.