It beats you down like rain, on concrete,
Splattering your soul to the cold floor.
The musky fog clouds your memory,
Sucking the reality down to nothing.
Storms roll in, creating a chaotic vision.
Unable to see the world for what it is.
Stumbling in a path of dusk,
‘til morning comes to rise.
Lost souls scatter the planet
Unable to see past the haze.
Locked in a soul, trapped inside.
Just like if in a cage.
Light cracks the surface,
illuminating the view.
Resisting the precious heat,
As if it was something new.
Everyone needs an umbrella,
To shade out their storms.
A shining star in life,
Unlocking the truth.
Splattering your soul to the cold floor.
The musky fog clouds your memory,
Sucking the reality down to nothing.
Storms roll in, creating a chaotic vision.
Unable to see the world for what it is.
Stumbling in a path of dusk,
‘til morning comes to rise.
Lost souls scatter the planet
Unable to see past the haze.
Locked in a soul, trapped inside.
Just like if in a cage.
Light cracks the surface,
illuminating the view.
Resisting the precious heat,
As if it was something new.
Everyone needs an umbrella,
To shade out their storms.
A shining star in life,
Unlocking the truth.

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