Isn’t the Rain

No one special at 14

Official exception at 15

Confirmed one-in-ten by 16

The next year slips me



Was just a name 18

And just a mess at 19

Two decades gone

And still above the ground at least



It’s dangerous to speak

Takes too much energy

It's harder now to see

What really bothers me



So please don’t shout

It’s much to quiet, now



I’ve found my place

In vacancy



Leaving things behind

So they can find me



Thunderclaps are a strange lullabye

But isn’t the rain

Just a reminder of how great it is to be inside?



In a crowd I’m no one

Some would say otherwise

But the cons of being someone

Can outweigh the pros sometimes



It’s dangerous to know

These things i wasn’t told

Looking back will show where i have to grow



So please don't shout out

It's much to quiet, now



I’ve found my place

In vacancy



Leaving things behind

So they can find me



Thunderclaps are a strange lullabye

But isn’t the rain

Just a reminder of how great it is to be inside?



Thunder claps are the strangest lullabyes

They turn off all my screens

So i’m forced to close my eyes



The quiet has more noises

Than i’m used to

But these voices drown them out

Flooding now

They won’t stop until I drown



I’ve found my place

In vacancy



Leaving things behind

So they can find me



Thunderclaps are a strange lullabye

But isn’t the rain

Just a reminder of how great it is to be inside?



The coming storm is a strange lullabye

I love the rain

Because it reminds me of how great it is to be inside