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Be the stormFeel the rain
Screaming down to the ground
Feel the pain
Shattering worlds all around.
Hear the hail
Beating down from on high
Hear the wail
Piercing the sky.
Feel the boom
Breaking through the rain's hiss
Feel the doom
Ending the bliss.
Know the sky
Reach for it, though in vain
Know the why
Which drives me insane.
Music of RainThe chaos of rain sings a soft lullaby.
It calms my mind, and soothes my soul;
it pulls away my pain.
The rumble of thunder fills my troubled mind.
It drives out worry, replaced with peace,
letting me sleep as I've lain.
The spirits of wind let me breathe pure air;
cleansed by the rain, and free for a time,
I can rest through the night once again.
Round and round it goes, on its constant course.
It pulls my tides, creates waves, unleashes the wild horse.
Across the sky it races, trying to outrun its doom.
But it is surrounded, covered by the gloom.
It kicks and bites, beats off marauding stars, and washes the earth in light.
It is a battle it knows it will lose, but still it must always fight.
Time is against this tiny creature, and it creeps up from behind.
It is worn down, every day more, in time it's death is signed.
Nothing is left now, but a memory of what once was, a hole in midnight's sky.
The stars still make way, in reverence, of where the horse did fly.
A new warrior arises, eager to win where all have lost.
Will it fail, and join with the dust, and what will be the cost?
So round and round it goes, on its constant course.
It pulls my heart, creates fears, and nothing could be worse.
RestMy mind races, speeds, it never stops.
It races into the night, but without headlights.
Shapes form on my left, my right, in front.
Some nod to me, willing me to go on.
Others appear above me, below me, behind me.
They tell me to stop, but I cannot.
I can feel their eyes on me, watching, following.
They are not there, but they are real all the same.
Inside me a conflict is raging, warring, fierce.
One side is winning, which one I do not know.
I'm not sleepy, I'm tired, spent, weary.
This battle is taking a large toll, something will be lost no matter who wins.
I lie here thinking, imagining, remembering.
I don't need sleep, this is my dream.
Sleep?There is a song on the wind
and I cannot sleep
my thoughts run free tonight.
In my mind I see countless things
shaped by notes in the air
but what they are I cannot write.
Some are terribly beautiful to be shown
others are awesomely elegant
will anyone ever be able to see...
I drift through the endless worlds
all locked inside of me
maybe my hand will set them free...
They beg to be let out for all to see
but I am not ready yet
so through memory's cracks they seep.
I can feel them wailing as they disappear
but nothing can be done
I was too slow, my mind is blank,
and I cannot sleep.
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