When man breaks his bone on steps, he shouts and cry.
I can feel the touch...
It starts to rain,
Heavy on soul,
Heavy on body.
But how much,
How long,
How far,
How many times shall it rain?
I call on angels
Walk me through this world
Don't leave me lonely,
Heal my wounds...
I'm trying, i'm tired, i'm weakened.
Don't let me shatter,
Be my REFUGE.
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