Sold My Soul To Bring The Rain, Maybe To Wash Me Clean...

I think of the one that I've become.
Left blind from the brightness of your Halo.
No one shines, like you do.

My filthy mouth and broken words.
This small disease that leaves me, crawling.
Crawling to you.

Crawl on the ground for cover,
staying close to the dark to keep from falling (falling),
from falling.

Sold my life to bring the rain,
maybe to wash me clean.
Sold my soul to stop the pain,
hoping you'd set me free.
All your fear, all your shame.
You know that you can lay it all on me.
That you can lay it all on me.

I took every chance to lash my tongue.
You wore the scabs just like an Angel.
There's something about you.

Horrible things that I have done.
Seems this disease is slowly spreading.
Start running, what would you do?

I crawl on the ground for cover.
Staying out of my mind to keep from dying (dying),
from dying.

Sold my life to bring the rain,
maybe to wash me clean.
Sold my soul to stop the pain,
hoping you'd set me free.
All your fear, all your shame.
You know that you can lay it all on me.
You know that you can lay it all on me.

Would you forget then what I said and how I died inside my head.
We're starting over, not pretending that the past is dead.

All the pain you'd feel you owned.
And times I've should have known.
Don't keep it inside, let it out and lay it all on me!

Sold my life to bring the rain,
maybe to wash me clean.
Sold my soul to stop the pain,
hoping you'd set me free.
All your fear, all the blame.
You know that you can lay it all on me.
That you can lay it all on me.

These lyrics are amazing, and just mean so much, i think it is brilliant such a rare gift when someone can write like this and i appreciate it more than anything

Good Work Bert ;)

Ears Pinned, Eyes Peeled.