Remember the rain when you think of me,
Walking away in an empty land;
Where dreams slips through my hand,
And darkness is left to see.
Remember the rain at your bended knee
You speak a word without a stand
Words that are withered like the sand
Thoughts restless inside of thee.
So if you forget me in a while
And when the rain comes,dont cry;
For if your tons of lies fly
You will be dead in fool's sea,
Better breath life back into the night
And keep lies running in your veins.
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