Rains of Sorrow

The rain is pouring
Pouring down sorrows
Pouring down visions
Of what will happen on the morrow

I know I cannot stop it
But at least I can try
Fling my arms wide open,
And beg mercy from the sky

O my lord Zeus!
Why must you plague me?
I played your games, stepped in your traps
I gambled dice with the tendrils of Destiny

What do I get,
For a half-broken wish?
Sorrow upon sorrow
Despair and anguish

Rain, rain, please go away
If you must, come back another day
Come when I am happy and bright,
Come when I have truly found sight

Go trouble the old man,
Sleeping on his porch
Don't harass me
Holder of Fate's torch

Lest it blow out,
Lest the flames die,
I can do nothing
But sit down and cry


Cry for the future, cry for the past
But however bad they are, the present is worse
The present's not a gift
The present is a curse

Graveyard of my dreams,
Dreams that never came true
Dreams of me walking
Slowly towards you

But then you pass by,
Without sparing a glance
This is destiny
Not the child of chance

I curse myself
For hitting this wall
As I flail against it,
It begins to fall

These intangible tons,
This huge mental weight,
Only smothers me
To wipe clean the slate

Now I stand tall,
Happy and free
Now I have sight,
Now I can see

Now I walk away,
And the rain returns
The funny thing is,
It no longer burns