Falling rain

by dion   Aug 6, 2010


The drops drips closer due to falling rain
but today its not the antidote to pain
its every drop of happiness not from me being pissed
its the touch of a thousand angels waiting to be kissed

its the hell that is no longer below me but now above my head
its the dream catcher that saves the nightmares when I'm in my bed
a strong smile that tonight lights the whole city of new York
or the magnificent taste of a lit Newport

its to time were the time no longer exist
its no longer the blood wrapped around my fist
its no longer waiting for you to save me from the rain
its to a thousand people that will never be the same

these tears of rain of happiness forever to keep
play a game that will snatch you right of your feet
its to me, myself, and everything that i am
now I'm like a bomb about to go off in your hand

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