a world in a raindrop
the smell of soaked dirt
glistening tears
can’t see from the blurry air
but i catch a glimpse
i sense it.
a world in a rain drop,
i fear.
it’s what i’ve always feared.
the smell of soaked dirt
glistening tears
can’t see from the blurry air
but i catch a glimpse
i sense it.
a world in a rain drop,
i fear.
it’s what i’ve always feared.