Rain down on me
Baptise me
Allow this blackness to disperse and disappear
For I have grieved far too long for those living and dead
It is if I do not hear the music anymore
I hear a strange lamentation instead
For those that were taken from me too soon or
were lost in heights of love
Rain down on me
So I may open my eyes to see the colour of her hair
Set fire to the sun
Let her warm this dead heart of mine
And let me hear the music once more
Mehefin Bolland © 2018
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