I'm holding on but then the sky comes falling in
Trying to write a love song, but this is not a love song
Aching limbs, I see the storm clouds are closing in
Come wash me away, come wash me away
There will always be confusion in the air
But don't be scared to take a breath, my love
The universe just doesn't care
The desolation, the ticking time bomb
This is not a love song

Black rain, black rain, why does it pour in my heart?

Close my eyes I see there is no edge to me
Only consciousness, only momentary
All horizons come and go for eternity
I can choose my pain, I can choose my pain
Acid falling, breaking cells beneath the skin
They can take my dignity
But they can't take how I relate
The resolution, the end of suffering
This could be a love song

Black rain, black rain, why does it pour in my heart?

Remember, remember, I remember
A sky pierced and bled 'til it's white
Like entropy from dark matter
Comes a flashing light
I can't find anyone
So I run into the red fog
Look straight in front of me
The cloud glides and rushes into the darkness
Everyone around me, blurry faces
Emerge like ghosts from the fog
I am everything, I am nothing
In the red fire, in the silent centre
I can't find her

Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Christopher Corner