The rain can wash away many things.

You let the lies pour out of you
Like the rain pours from the sky
And each droplet burns more than the last.

The rain can wash away many things.

Your hail stings like falling knives
Landing straight into someones back
And with every blow
Someone crashes straight into the ground.

The rain can wash away many things.

We become the screeching winds
Pushing and pulling against you
Hoping that one day our screams will reach your ears.

The rain can wash away many things.

But the rain cant wash away the memories left behind of all that you have done, and all that we have seen.

So don't always count on the rain.