exit

Pieces of paper lying on the floor
When you walked after you talked your talk
When the words were water flowing on a rock
You think you do but do you really know?

Its only a matter of time,
The layers will fall
You'll be standing tall
Until then keep the windows shut tight.

I could come, I could go
You stay , you should know
Everything is the same when everything changes,
Notice how this world keeps spinning.

Its simplicity in its simplest form
Would you know its real if it stared you in the face?
Or believe yourself and hide in your quiet place.
Is it too late...I think I see the storm.

The pieces of paper have flown away
All thats left are little bits.
Rain, rain please come again.
I promise that I will stand in your way.