Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Rain

The undertones of struggle in this piece signify for me, the death of hate and fear.

Rain
Rain again
Let it rain
I got it
It can rain and I’ll be ok
I know what you said and I get it.
This is what I choose.
Because I will not lose
Sight of my path of seeds,
Laying in the thick of the reeds.
6 o clock again and again, again and again

Hole in my wrist in the den.
I keep it safe from the likes of you,
The coffee is a battery
The likes of you
Just smashes me.
I can’t believe that all I have is good enough
All I’ve been told and sold was that sure, yeah I’ll call your bluff
It’s about to get rough
I’ll sell your shirt off your back
It’s so tough



Rain
Rain again
Let it rain
I got it
It can rain and I’ll be ok
I know what you said and I get it.
This is what I choose.
Because I will not lose
Sight of my path of seeds,
Laying in the thick of the reeds.
6 o clock again and again, again and again

Out there it’s not all you can say
Or about seize the day
Somebody help me get off this hay
Cuz I can’t find the needle I sat on
It’s just not worth lunging the revenge upon
You.  I just want to live on, the best
Me I can be.  But it’s like I can’t sit, stand,
I just gotta interrupt.
Run it over, then scrape it up
Yeah, yeah. Ha! That’s me in a cup



Rain
Rain again
Let it rain
I got it
It can rain and I’ll be ok
I know what you said and I get it.
This is what I choose.
Because I will not lose
Sight of my path of seeds,
Laying in the thick of the reeds.
6 o clock again and again, again and again

I sit paralyzed without a word to say
You think I don’t bleed? Well I do!
I am not gonna live on like this in my crew.
I just show you not a whisper of ill intent
Letting you sit there and lament
In all you’ve done.
Does it make you feel
Better now that you’re shunned?
Shunned out of this area
It’s like a net around you
Protecting you from Malaria.
I ain’t scared of ya.

What? What?!

Rain
Rain again
Let it rain
I got it
It can rain and I’ll be ok
I know what you said and I get it.
This is what I choose.
Because I will not lose
Sight of my path of seeds,
Laying in the thick of the reeds.
6 o clock again and again, again and again