Drenched Beneath Dirty Lights

Could the rain fall, up from the ground. To find its

way back up to the sky? Still, we wanna go

back in time. To erase the sins that are yours and the sins that are

mine. I know you well. I know you well.

I said, wild dreams. Running through your head. Grand schemes.

Trapping us instead. And you're drenched beneath dirty lights. Bring sweet relief to a

desert night. A fool locked behind the painted smile of a clown.

When he cries, no one hears a sound. A fool locked behind the painted