As i lay aside a bathroom door
i hear the rush
of the cold night air
through the bathroom window
the sky is dark blue
with no esense no light
neather a clue
hearing the voices outside
whispering , and some are lies
full of anger and mischieve
full of power and extremity
so let the rain come and rush through my face
let the rain come,
and touch my embrace
let me be, who i want to be
let it be to no be no harm
because im ript apart with all
coldness and alarm.
