played your cards
but you were played
your family tree was made
of rain
and it washed you away
like a little girl you built
your castle in the sand
watched your favorite prince
destroy it
with his own hands
the clock on the mantle lost
its sway, its chime
the voice you love to remember
still lives holy in
hum and rhyme
the roads you used to walk
are the only ones you claim
no one there remembers the name
you couldn't wait to change
oh, lets bury the rain
bury the rain
the shadows on the wall
were the only friends you'd see, as
you'd dance and spin in a
foreign world of dreams
lost in a summer fantasy
burned by words you'd never speak
addicted to bribes and eclipse of pain
oh, lets bury the rain
bury the rain
© vanesadawn
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