The Storm Clouds gather up ahead all my dreams, forever dead.
The Storm Clouds gather up ahead
All my dreams, forever dead
My faith is fading, my heart is torn
My eyes are heavy, my soul is worn
A future planned, now torn apart
It starts to rain inside my heart
The outlook gloomy, so dark, so grey
All alone, I lost my way
An empty vessel, on a stormy sea
No will to fight, no will to flee
Your words are weapons, a poison dart
That keeps it raining inside my heart
Nowhere to go, no place to hide
Masked in shame, immersed in pride
How I got here? No reason why
You start to laugh, as I start to cry
A season ends, another starts
Damn this rain, and damn this heart
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