Godsend With The Wind Comes The Rain
Darkness, depression A wind of thought flows through my mind With it comes aggression Peace I cannot find I try to control my feelings I burst out crying My life is peeling I wish that I was dying Darkness, depression A wind of thought flows through my mind With it comes aggression Peace I cannot find With the wind comes the rain With the wind comes the rain With the wind comes the rain With the wind comes the rain...
