It's hardly an effort for your ghastly soul
Leaving me sheltered on this prickled rain
Maybe for the reason that you imagined
It all happening in your head, ever since

Brewing in each step you took looking afar
A heavy storm circling on my chest
Joyful on the assumptions of being subpar
Calamity at worst, first among the firsts

I still, however, imagine how we slow-danced
Hopelessly against the wave of hands
Pushing us far from the reach of each other
Many chances taken but none won over

So it is hardly an effort for me not to cry
Falling over an unmistakable silver lining
You had me at the very least of efforts
Left me with the very least of trying