Empty churches, empty pews,
in the subway nothing moves and the static on the
radio is drowning out the sound of Raingod's dancing,
Empty playgrounds, empty bars,
I can't remember how it was before the flood when all I
had to do was recognise the love that's trapped inside.
I gave it all, I took it back and in the end there's nothing left
except a shell surrounding emptiness and loneliness, a core of pain,
I see my pathway shining.
Raingods with Zippo's, a tinman hides a broken heart,
Raingods with Zippo's,
he knows the flame has gone that soon he'll fall apart,
So I lay me down to lie and with the rain my lullaby I drift away to
dreamless sleep,
leave behind a life that died, a victim of a Plague of Ghosts
I was wrapped up in my guilt buried deep within my memories,
a shelter of self-pity that I know the rain
will wash away, I sense the storm arriving.
Raingods with Zippo's, a tin manr usts away and slowly falls apart,
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