Wash away the anger.
Here I stand beneath the warm and soothing rain.
The droplets falling gently down on the terrain.
Wash away the sorrow, ALL THE STAINS OF TIME.
But there's no memories, it's only dry inside.
In the mud and sinking deeper,
into a peaceful life.
AND IT WILL COME, LIKE A FLOOD OF PAIN.
POURING DOWN ON ME.
AND IT WILL NOT LET UP UNTIL THE END IS HERE.
AND IT WILL COME, THROUGH THE DARKEST DAY.
IN MY FINAL HOUR.
AND IT WILL NEVER REST UNTIL THE CLOUDS HAVE CLEARED.
UNTIL IT FINDS MY DREAMS AND
DISAPPEAR-PEAR-PEAR-PEAR-PEAR-PEAR-PEAR-PEAR-PEAR-PEAR-PEAR-PEAR
