So what transpired was a choir inside my head
The endless echoes and dark crescendos shake my legs
Fending off the glacial sweat that scrapes my skin
The deepest pool of thoughts of the man I might have been
And the rain cascades
Like dirt on a grave
And it's swelling up my mental streams
Yes deadly rainstorms
I'm drowning in my dreams
Crippling cadence that truncates my fight or flight
Becomes the deluge that still drowns in the dead of night
I can't stop thinking about these gutters that overflow
The singing sheets that fill my ears and soaking through my clothes
And the rain cascades
Like dirt on a grave
And it's swelling up my mental streams
Yes deadly rainstorms
And I'm drowning
Yes I'm drowning in my dreams
With lidless eyes I atomize these waterfalls
A growing mist around a kiss in flooded halls
Can you forgive the life I lived inside this sound
And lift me up, a broken cup that's fallen to the ground
And the rain cascades
Like dirt on a grave
And it's swelling up my mental streams
Yes deadly rainstorms
I'm drowning in my dreams