Nothing
Like the wind the twin disappears and appears
Sometimes I wonder if the mind plays the tricks
Like the rain, but not gentle,
Sometime like the rain, that destroys
Sometimes I wonder if the mind plays the tricks
Like the rain, but not gentle,
Sometime like the rain, that destroys
As if the body is comprised of two souls.
I wonder if this is just an illusion
A secret world I painted within
A presence I created to fill the void.
You're my voice when I cry
Sometimes my songs of muted joy
The words the flow out of my pen
And sometimes the character I develop
At times I wonder if its real or just a illusion.
Gentle and soft like a flower in a moment
Bringing forth the pain of a thorn in the next
A line dividing the darkness and light within me
Talk to me. Teach me to be the Gentle Rain in times of pain
To be the Ravaging Rain in times of pain
Teach me to embrace pain like a Lover
To let go of pain like a Lover.
Give me wings like a flower
To dance with the winds, to sail along
To let the tear gently slip away
To reflect the light and paint a rainbow in the tears
To look strong even when the winds tear down my roots
To fall gracefully, even when facing death.
Teach me my friend conceived in darkness
Born to lighten my bleak world
A no one created out of nothing,
Hold me in your arms until I am lost
And born again as a no one.
A secret world I painted within
A presence I created to fill the void.
You're my voice when I cry
Sometimes my songs of muted joy
The words the flow out of my pen
And sometimes the character I develop
At times I wonder if its real or just a illusion.
Gentle and soft like a flower in a moment
Bringing forth the pain of a thorn in the next
A line dividing the darkness and light within me
Talk to me. Teach me to be the Gentle Rain in times of pain
To be the Ravaging Rain in times of pain
Teach me to embrace pain like a Lover
To let go of pain like a Lover.
Give me wings like a flower
To dance with the winds, to sail along
To let the tear gently slip away
To reflect the light and paint a rainbow in the tears
To look strong even when the winds tear down my roots
To fall gracefully, even when facing death.
Teach me my friend conceived in darkness
Born to lighten my bleak world
A no one created out of nothing,
Hold me in your arms until I am lost
And born again as a no one.
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