A moment of tears that rush down the eyes

As slow as a mellow rainfall falls from the sky

But the things we say to stop the rain

Do nothing but make it poor even more



Misled, mistaken, misunderstood

The tears she shed had no justice like they should

Instead of tears of joy like they seem

Hidden by the sheilds she bare

Dark and red as blood is there



Like the heat of the sun on a desert summer day

and water appears in a mirage kind of way

And you hope rises as you walk there

But it only takes a moment to know you're going no where



Or you're walking in the woods and see a river

And you're thirsty for the drink it could give

And your body starts to burn after a little sip

And that pure, blue water turns into liquid death



Because you drank from the river of blood