I've heard "when it rains, look for rainbow" but I found nothing but the black flashing clouds and deafening thunder
Only knowing this storm was just getting closer
Making the lights go back and have vision come from there midnight flashes in the sky
Only for a second
Later, I have to wait and see for anything to come over me and I know rainbows don't exist during the devil’s hour
Only empty melodies that we grasp onto just to do something or get us through the night
Having whispers and dreams infest our mind making it seem like the thought is our own
For if it rains there might be a rainbow but not in this storm, not until the thunder fades and the sky begins to open up, freeing us from all we've done and that whole sleepless night
And the memory's we won't forget seeing ourselves in the mirror with candles that flicker just getting lost in ourselves and within our mind
I find nothing that we realized before, only that we've been lying to ourselves and to out God
Noticing how the wind only keeps are secrets and for her wisdom, few can speak
I notice how the rain and wind fight and scream at one another
And whenever a secret is lost, a rainbow is visible to our eyes, so we know where it landed, died, and then faded