Time carries us away
From all the places we have come to love;
Just wishing we could stay
But maybe that’s not the point
What makes this all so god damn beautiful
Is knowing that its bound to fade in time
If you listen you can hear the wind talking to the trees
Like words of quiet angels, or so I’d like to believe
I don’t know where I am going
I don’t know where I want to be
But as long as I have a soundtrack
I’ll make it there breathing
And so it comes, the heavy rain…
The storm we’ve all been waiting for
To wet our hearts and make sense of this pain
From standing still for far too long…
(from holding out and holding on to all the things
You know will only hold you back in the end)
..like you’re just holding out for something better
To steal you from these tired days that you don’t want
What are you hoping for?
Miracles happen all the time, so where is yours?
The rain, it never lies
Writing its secrets on the window pane
You lose your focus in the subtleties of its poetic grace
There’s just something about its sadness that makes
You feel okay
Do you remember that rainy afternoon
When we cried in each other’s arms?
When we knew we’d found perfection
But somewhere deep inside
Knew it had come too soon for us to hang on
Or try to make it last
We can’t forget these moments baby
But our lives are now
Don’t lose yours in the past
Once we find ourselves I swear I’ll find you again someday
But the western wind is calling me…
I heard the angels say my name
My loner heart is aching, so I’ll be leaving soon
To start this lonesome journey
When the leaves dance for the moon