Rain of A Broken Man
Seems everyone has been in here before.
This must be where it all ends.
Everything feels the same as it once did.
This must be where it all ends.
When everyone travels here.
This must be where it all ends.
It’s hard to describe this place.
The rain falls steady and cold.
Where the broken gather in their hour of need.
The winds blowing like they have no meaning.
Where the broken gather in their hour of need.
Looking at the clouds dark and lost with no where to go.
Where the broken gather in their hour of need.
This is where they come when they have lost everything.
Even if you stick a hand out to them it wouldn’t be able to reach them.
This must be where it all ends.
They’re to far away to hear or see you.
This must be where it all ends.
It’s not just one but many are here but can’t see one another.
This must be where it all ends.
This is where they gather in their final moments of life.
Seems everyone has been in here before.
This must be where it all ends.
Everything feels the same as it once did.
This must be where it all ends.
When everyone travels here.
This must be where it all ends.
It’s hard to describe this place.
The rain falls steady and cold.
Where the broken gather in their hour of need.
The winds blowing like they have no meaning.
Where the broken gather in their hour of need.
Looking at the clouds dark and lost with no where to go.
Where the broken gather in their hour of need.
This is where they come when they have lost everything.
Even if you stick a hand out to them it wouldn’t be able to reach them.
This must be where it all ends.
They’re to far away to hear or see you.
This must be where it all ends.
It’s not just one but many are here but can’t see one another.
This must be where it all ends.
This is where they gather in their final moments of life.
