The smell of rain makes my body whimper
Wanna release the feeling, but my body just grows stiffer
I never feel the pain on time, it always comes to early or too late
Don’t wanna act how I used to, begging for a clean slate
My tears I beg would fall down my face like rain
So I could move on without feeling the continuous searing pain
However it still ebbs and flows
And I have no control over when it comes and goes