Post by larsenmcallirhoe on May 12, 2012 11:29:16 GMT -5
Slow Rain
I thought the sun came out the day you entered into my life.
You see the warm rain ceased and the flowers began to grow.
We had an affair turning my self-pity to joy and the sorrow
you shared with me disappeared overnight in our wedding.
You see you stopped the slow rain baby, then one day out of the blue
like the ocean shore luminosity, like a light bulb that burned out -
your light that you shined on me and our marriage went out mysteriously.
Is it the soft words you whisper in my ears causing you anxietry?
Is it everyday when you speak to me in the morning causing me fear?
Is it everyday in my dreams you started turning against my reality?
Is it when we fight and than made up afterwards?
Sometimes, I just don't know what you really need?
You did strum my emotions like the harp that the
God(dess) angels are singing and playing for (us) now.
I wish I had all the answers you were searching for or all
the questions I haven't yet found answers for answered.
The slow rain is falling hard, the clouds are turning grey outside,
and it is strumming my heart to another sad story of love lost.
You see the sunlight in our relationship is fading fast.
When you left me forever it was the day I cried hardest.
You played me like a violin
and when you were done
I slipped on the bananna peel
you happily left by the front door.
I didn't need your remorse at all.
I gave you my world and filled your heart with glee.
Then you left me for another man after you crushed my spirits.
I have been playing these same sad tunes eversince.
I guess I was good at singing the blues for here I am again
drowning my sorrows with a liguor bottle holding another empty glass
of fading dreams here in the dark all alone hearing the same old song.
You see the slow rain is falling again after the sun went down.
But, this time it is pitter-pattering against my heart,
You see the lightning is blazing and the thunder is roaring.
I thought the sun came out the day you entered into my life.
You see the warm rain ceased and the flowers began to grow.
We had an affair turning my self-pity to joy and the sorrow
you shared with me disappeared overnight in our wedding.
You see you stopped the slow rain baby, then one day out of the blue
like the ocean shore luminosity, like a light bulb that burned out -
your light that you shined on me and our marriage went out mysteriously.
Is it the soft words you whisper in my ears causing you anxietry?
Is it everyday when you speak to me in the morning causing me fear?
Is it everyday in my dreams you started turning against my reality?
Is it when we fight and than made up afterwards?
Sometimes, I just don't know what you really need?
You did strum my emotions like the harp that the
God(dess) angels are singing and playing for (us) now.
I wish I had all the answers you were searching for or all
the questions I haven't yet found answers for answered.
The slow rain is falling hard, the clouds are turning grey outside,
and it is strumming my heart to another sad story of love lost.
You see the sunlight in our relationship is fading fast.
When you left me forever it was the day I cried hardest.
You played me like a violin
and when you were done
I slipped on the bananna peel
you happily left by the front door.
I didn't need your remorse at all.
I gave you my world and filled your heart with glee.
Then you left me for another man after you crushed my spirits.
I have been playing these same sad tunes eversince.
I guess I was good at singing the blues for here I am again
drowning my sorrows with a liguor bottle holding another empty glass
of fading dreams here in the dark all alone hearing the same old song.
You see the slow rain is falling again after the sun went down.
But, this time it is pitter-pattering against my heart,
You see the lightning is blazing and the thunder is roaring.