Rain, it calls
For those without a soul
Rain, it falls
But first, we pay the toll
Vines, they crawl
Along the basement wall
Still, I watch the rain fall --
Regret creeps down to all
My head is throbbing
As I fly, as I fly
What is not alarming?
I have flown before
My heart is dying
As I fall, as I fall
Why am I not flying?
I crawl along the basement wall
So, fall, rain, fall
Escape from it all
What is not alarming?
My head is throbbing.