Midnight rain. When did it stop?
The sound of the landscape fading into the distance.
Shadows of streetlights splashing into puddles.
The same old, same old... I wonder if this is the beginning of the same old.
I'm used to doing the same thing over and over again.
I'm used to forgiveness.
I don't have any answers.
I'm still lonely. I'm really lonely.
We're weak creatures
Huddled together like this
And we'll do it all over again today
And before I know it, I'll get used to it
I'm with you every day
But really, you're the only way out
The way out.
That's what I thought, but I didn't say it.
We're weak creatures
Hiding in the night like this
Scared, crying our eyes out
And we're still alive.
I'll repeat it over and over again
It's morning again today
The midnight rain has stopped before I know it
The sound of the landscape fading away is all that's left.
The shadows of the street lamps splashing in the puddles
A different day begins