It’s been years since anyone could be a friend it’s the fear that kills the feeling in the end. Can we face it? Can we shape it? Can we really die?
If rain is what you want all you have to do is close your eyes. Just close your eyes. I have watched your resurrection start to crawl. Is there any chance in Hell? Any chance at all? Do we need it? Do we see it? Is it really there? If rain is what you want then take your seats and enjoy the fall.