Park my car in the traffic, jam with the downpour
The dawn pours light in, drop lets down poor minds with four
Senses, blind to see the beauty in liquid sunshines
Sirens sing along to signal the wicked star signs
Of aligned minds that hit rock bottom, forever free
For cleverly keeping their sanity to never see
Pages that I wept on, beyond the clouds that I rest on
Catch me below the Heavens without my vest on
And take my shirt off as I'm dancing in the rain
Roam and sing to the blind, romancing in the pain
Dancing in the rain, ignoring my phone calls
My blown walls whistle but I ignore my own calls
Back to reality, where I missed living for days
Living for ways, to escape my lyrical maze
My pinaccle stays high in my cynical phase
So I live carefree while everyone's seeking for praise