its cloudy
the sky is pregnant with hope
and
my heart is parched land
im waiting
waiting
for the rain
again and again
tears of god
for injustice and blood
its raining,its pouring
blossoms are opening
its new life
for grasses,trees
and my heart
the hope in me shall not deceive thee
and maybe failure
will like a refreshing rain over me
im waiting
waiting
for
.
.
.
reward of my patient
the sky is pregnant with hope
and
my heart is parched land
im waiting
waiting
for the rain
again and again
tears of god
for injustice and blood
its raining,its pouring
blossoms are opening
its new life
for grasses,trees
and my heart
the hope in me shall not deceive thee
and maybe failure
will like a refreshing rain over me
im waiting
waiting
for
.
.
.
reward of my patient
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