When you want to forget his name, and that he’s always there,
To give up what you did for him and wish you were never aware,
That he ever existed at all, the past a memory now,
Remembering the thunder of the days we spent, as the rain floods hurriedly down,
No umbrella can bare the hatred, of the drops that fall from my sky,
Of the pain and the agony from the ever immortal lies,
That will always fall from me, to break the heads beneath,
But will still haunt me forever through this life where we don’t speak,
The rain is hard for me to handle, the thunder rings in my ears,
Lightning forever burns me, but that’s not my biggest fear,
I know the path we took, I know the trail we walked,
Now only stands a river in those unbearable remaining spots,
You flooded my mind every day, now I’m filling your head,
With the sorrow and the pain that keep me awake in bed,
So while your walking down the streets when really you want to cry,
As you take every step and quietly creep by,
Knowing you can never escape, and constantly wondering why,
Look up and remember what you’ve made fall from my sky.