It rains, I feel unhappy
It rains, I feel alone
In pain, I take my pencil
In pain, I draw my world
I just ask me a question
And I look for the answer
There is a need of possession
And a tear like a dancer...
The tear is like a ghost
Like me through this people
Between drops she is lost
As a third in a loving couple
In this rain I have a hike
walking slowly on a crushing dike
It doesn't really matter the way I act like
'Cause the end's always the same: there, just another pike.
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