mishima

Rain on Me

Don\'t rain on me- 

Let me grab my umbrella and raincoat 

So I may have a safe front-row seat to your orchestral wonder 

To fully envelop myself in your fleeting squall and alluring sound 

Yet stay untouched by the daunting truth of the dewdrops you lay down

 

Spare me your storm for now 

Let me grab my boots and bucket 

For your symphony floods my mind, 

Shattering the dam, I built to forget my feelings 

Leaving me drowning in memories 

As the almighty conductor waves his staff 

And the concerto fades to silence 

 

What would it have been like to let your rain touch me?

To stand in the flood of all that I tried to withhold 

I wonder now as the amphitheater 

where your tempest played lies broken 

Its melodies scattered like debris in the wind 

Thunder, once commanding, now fades to distant whispers 

and the silence left behind feels heavier than the storm itself 

 

The raindrops I once feared now feel like a dream

A fleeting touch I pushed away, afraid to let it stay

Now, as I am adrift in the lake of absence 

My body sinking beneath the weight of regret 

The sounds that once echoed through my ears finally cleared 

Allowing me to hear the raindrops falling onto the water above me 

 

My mind\'s endless race had concluded 

The victory was celebrated by that of my regret

Regret that I was too afraid to stand in the rain

I was too afraid to let it wash over me

I was too afraid to let it drown me

All I want now is to feel your rain once more

Please rain on me.