Unplanned_Childhood
12-16-2002, 02:11 PM
It's raining outside
The autumn leaves are burning their holes
Turning on less than comfort would allow
Allow me less but comfort moves me
The control has been taken
The tree will only be dead tomorrow
Or if not then, the next day
It's all reflexive on self-hate
The sunset is the suffix on the darkest word we never spoke
One day, would never be enough to move
From one side to the other
Rain without clouds
The drips are beating
The cold is sighing a light breath of calm in my heart
The grass grows redder with every drip
I think that living like this couldn't be easier
I know I'm wrong
It is raining in my heart
The trees are dying and only to rise again
My lies are crying for a friend
It's raining outside
It's raining harder inside
It's burning the worst part of me I never knew I had
And descending the best part of me I never wanted to have
The autumn leaves are burning their holes
Turning on less than comfort would allow
Allow me less but comfort moves me
The control has been taken
The tree will only be dead tomorrow
Or if not then, the next day
It's all reflexive on self-hate
The sunset is the suffix on the darkest word we never spoke
One day, would never be enough to move
From one side to the other
Rain without clouds
The drips are beating
The cold is sighing a light breath of calm in my heart
The grass grows redder with every drip
I think that living like this couldn't be easier
I know I'm wrong
It is raining in my heart
The trees are dying and only to rise again
My lies are crying for a friend
It's raining outside
It's raining harder inside
It's burning the worst part of me I never knew I had
And descending the best part of me I never wanted to have