Rain runs bleakly down the window,
As if a cloud was stabbed,
And it's translucent blood pours down on us forevermore,
I wish you were here,
But you don't even know where I am,
What can a lone being do?
So I sit and watch the rain,
The sky bleeds in its silent pain,
Both of us silently mourning,
I wish I could stop caring,
Harden myself beyond all emotion,
Be the first to do what's humanely impossible,
But I am held back by the boundaries of reality,
Cornered by real-life's stone walls,
Reality will be the death of me,
Only the Impossible can save me now.