Rain

Dying rose in a vase of gold

For someone who rains

And brings her to life again

Blood on your defeated leaves

And a tear for your arm

No soul to weep for her

Rain above her eyes never reached to make her blind

And the fire colored night

Tragedy by trust lost her world to the pyre

And the fire wrote these lines

Seized to a world that's built on lust

The dream has begun

To share its silent touch

Her loving turned to dust

Frail in my hands soul twisted out crawling to the end

Rain above her eyes never reached to make her blind

And the fire colored night

Tragedy by trust lost her world to the pyre

And the fire wrote these lines

Rain above her eyes never reached to make her blind

And the fire colored night

Tragedy by trust lost her world to the pyre

And the fire wrote these lines