Sunday, June 14, 2009

Wash Away the Dreams

The Rain is the rhythm by fermented
The Rain is the Rhythm by Fermented

I've been left here
Stuck in mud
dirty, unwanted, cold,

Is this how I'm suppose
to decide what to do?
With this rain in my eyes
and my dreams poring down on me?

Will someone grab my hand
Because I don't want to do this
alone anymore.
Like I've done my whole life

Pull me up
Pick me up
I don't want to be stuck
I don't want to be stuck

Alone anymore
Can you make it stop raining
Can you pull my heart from the mud
Can you try to do it for us both?

Help me out from this muddy bottom-less puddle.

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