On the Eve of the 7TH all of who I am suddenly lay in darkness
Under such a mood all that consumed me was your face
Now Im burning, as im asking how this can get better
It so hard but my heart wont let me go until I know.
Through our days and that night, it has really gotten in the way
Secretly I have so changed but why divide sumthing so real
Not fair but I felt compared to what was the grassroots
None the less you assured it wasn’t quite the case.
The Thud of the rain now speaks, its shouting so silently
But apart of me, no one identifies is crying when ...