It’s standing on a rooftop in the pouring rain Staring into a thousand glass eyes that light up the night Wondering why they’re still open While the voice of a god beats upon the earth below...
Standing on a Rooftop in the Pouring Rain
Tag: strangers
Hold Fast the Gate
I’ve seen this back alley before In the haze of a dream world, though awake These blinding lights strike me as familiar Behind the door up ahead a staircase descends Into an underworld that awaits my return
Way Down
Remember what you said to me when the sky fell Screaming streaks of color that painted us invisible
