Music It's raining past~

[Sacrifice]

There's a flood- Of heavy~ sorrows~
A landslide appears~
It'll swallow your tomorrows.

You will find no sunshine~
Singing up, at, the rain.
So let it come as it will-..
They just sing, all the same.

Whether singing lowly~
Or high, like, a bird-
It will matter no different-
Sing to shadows and you will not be heard.

Dream of the summers, the hope for the fall-
Covet memories~ You will miss them all.

But wait and let go,
what has already past-
It was going then;
Now it's going fast.

We all dream of singing-
But most of us sing to the rain;
Because we are scared of the light,
we are scared of the pain.