I am a simple musician finding ways to be heard...so here is the first, maybe first of concern. If anything I hate the bland monotony of some of the popular bands' lyrics and even music...so I tend to attempt to redefine what is to be heard.
Story behind the song
Rain is an ideal that started rather early compared to the others songs I've written. It came from this game I had. In this city called Rain there was this music that played. Of course comparing from the name...it had to be a bit depressing, but there was just one part that stuck to me...and will always be with me for the rest of my life. The song I made has nothing to do with the actual melody, I have a FL song that does that, but I think it was done on some Xylophone and whatever those notes are, I feel like I could never get them right. Anyways, the music always inspired the mood, so whenever somethign hopeful, cute, or sad ever happened to me, or came to mind...that's the theme song that played. Now, Rain is a bit of an angrier song that displays both beauty and indignance in the ways that I now percieve that "loneliness" so common to me. This song though, is more so directed at a group than a general ideal. No body can trust that all church goers are the best people with the highest values and such, especially nowadays. But in my church...I could easily claim that they gave me a second home, a place where I could find friends that fight the same battle against the sinful paths of this world...but time changes people, as it always does. Some friends left, new people came...old friends tranformed into the worst, with the very thing that was meant to call them higher. And as that number grew, so did the walls. For some past incident involving me, I forever became what the called me...and now I just had about enough of it. Rain tells the story, but in a more fictional sense. The chorus says it all...but the verses carry a much poetic version of it all under the torrents of rain I prefer...
Lyrics
Rain so cold, it peirces from ahigh, and it goes straight through my skin…yet I bleed not.
Somehow I love it…how the rain washes tears, from my eyes, as I’m staring up.
So where are the ones I’ve trusted? I walk alone now…This is my life-This is how it goes
One empty promise to another flies…here’s my reason why, The blood in my veins flows
Who am I now?
Something lost-forgotten?
I stand before your open eyes…
You see me not!
Oh, how long have I held you!
It’s like you don’t even care…
Unknown before you…
Remember, I have feelings too…
Go on ahead with such lucky friends…
They won’t see what loneliness I do.
Taunt on, go ahead, if it matters so much to you.
How on earth could they all be so cold!
Chilling me to the bone,
I’ve walked alone all my life…why now should that be true?
How could this seem to me more welcome...than you to me. This rain that falls.
Somehow I see it…and don’t understand, who is that cries for me?
If the rains falls only when tears do, who can see what I do, Is there someone who really cares?
Is this real? Is it not? Hence the reason I walk on when others run home, Why I stand out alone.
