Bitter chill is in the air
Silent and still it happens this
Time every year
The clouds descend upon you
The sky is cold and grey
Heaven seems so wicked
The shadow smothers everything
I feel as if the sun is lost forever
(you're not here)
It can never be the same
(you're not here)
Sinking in like this unforgiving weather
(you're not here)
It's as right as the rain
It fills you up it gets inside
Consuming you the spirit dies
Everyone and everything affected by
The touch the spirit dies
Hope goes with it
k**ing a little bit in each of us
The rain will fall cleansing us all
The affect on me is in vain
The purifying rain
Won't wash away the stains