Qwel - Agape Rain lyrics

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Qwel - Agape Rain lyrics

Forecast say expect slight traces of rain and thunder But my vain frame named the umbrella, stay up under My name done brought nathin but bricks turned to mud and my fame Done laid it crooked, lookin' good at talk I wonder can a man Remain the clay of his castle all laid of sand And dancin mong advancin floods a rushin rustin asunder My pride to sigh the thunders aside, the commin tides Arisin tiny safe puddle stride, runnin ripple, messiah of I Failed nailed by I, shine the jesters I'm guessin Anesthetized eyes fummble stumble feelin for heaven Seven senses try but fail by the fourth hail try the fort When forth cries the breathless leapor precious nectar cries the sky It pours when it rains, torrents torment it sings And pangs from below and flows the buds on the trees to say a name I can't I pray, I faint a slave, the greatest knave To talk about myself, then walk up out this hell awake, face the rain They sayin certain it's karma, but we done Buried too many good folks beneath the dirt to say it's karma alone It rains upon the wicked and unwicked the same Makes me think we ain't the geniuses at judgin we claim A throne, ain't it just the spring to bring agape rains Lost the fallen just to find em got it God just sang For all rememberin, remember this, forgot some thangs Love is what we do in truth it's true and not just sayin And sayin ain't it just the spring to bring agape rains Lost the fallen just to find em got it, Yah just sang For all rememberin a**emblies forgot some thangs Love is what we do in truth its true and not just sayin Forecast say expect a blood moon with quakins under The thunder bangin pride aside upside amazin wonders The vain say they got the umbrella, um fellas, yell the tellers Splashed in ashes of askers and flashin cellars Hell is fast upon us, humid, cast appaulin to humans Ask if ya'll can truth swim the all the ma**ive pa**in putrid fluid Flowin fast, blackened cumulus zoom in Yah bless the spring and strings singin tunes cuein blooms in bluish Like bruises on this ballerinas grimmish grin, dimmin plumes loomin Weavin wicked webs in the breeze The deep reflections it springs, piano lessons the streets Streaked east to west in spring bleedin wet on the beast Beleivin leapt from his sleep faced the skies rains wet on his cheek To streak the tears away in this breeze Can't believe it but once he sees it it settles with ease The wildest bike on dirt and sh** to spring it pedals and leaves It's like, ain't it just the rain to bring agape rains Lost the fall......