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The crystalline drops of rain fall, Beholding splinters of you and I, And we watch as they fall and sink Into the mud beneath our feet, Burying memories of ours Into oblivion's cracking soil. I look at your joy-deprived face, And sorrow overcomes mine. Your soul is brimming with grief, Fornostalgia has crept Underyour skin and mine.
A sad smile lingers on my lips, As I grab your calloused hand, And pull you with me to run away From this endlessly falling rain, Silently hoping and pleading For grief to bid you farewell. Our feet plunge into a myriad Of puddles lining our way, And the falling drops of water Tug on these clothes of ours, To chain and seal us to the ground— But we shall not yet cease to run From this endlessly falling rain.
Our lungs have become hoarse, And weakness is crawling up our legs; We're running out of breath, But the sky has yet to run out of tears. I look at you and you look at me; Laughter tears through our bodies, Reverberating louder than ever Behind our hearts trembling walls. We sink to the muddy ground, Our hands still deeply entwined And our laughter slowly fading Beneath the whirring noise of rain.
I lookintoyour obsidian eyes, But grief stilllooksbackat mine; Wehavegivenintothesky, Butstillwelaughandsmile Amidtheendlessly falling rain Withsoulsstillmourning, Andheartsforever torn.
