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The air is warm
Against my face
But The breeze is cold
And the rain wipes it all
Away

Close your eyes
Taste these tears
Take a breath
These three words
Are all that’s left  

I once heard
A distant call
A cry for help
A wishful thought
To be someone’s savior
I thought it was you
But I was wrong

Cloudy minds cannot follow
What I am trying to say
The words before have no meaning
For those who dread a rainy day

Open your eyes
And clench your jaw
Lift your head into a dizzy
Then wipe the tears
The rain that heals
And walk off with your new found glory

Listen for
A distant call
A cry for help
You’re wishful thought
To be someone’s savior
It will be me
Waiting for another rainy day