Theres a storm outside, and the gap between crack and thunder Crack and thunder, is closing in, is closing in The rain floods gutters and makes a great sound on concrete On a flat roof, theres a boy leaning against the wall of rain Aerial held high, calling, Come on thunder, come on thunder Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes I swear I can see your soul Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes I swear I can see your soul Its a monsoon and the rain lifts lids off cars Spinning buses like toys, stripping them to chrome Across the bay, the waves are turning into something else Picking up fishing boats and spewing them on the shore The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign And he crumples, drops into the gutter, cuts strange, legs twitching The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes I swear I can see your soul Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes I swear I can see your soul Theres four new colors in the rainbow an old mans taking Polaroids But all he captures is endless rain, endless rain, endless rain He says listen, takes my head and puts my ear to his And I swear I can hear the sea Sometimes, when I look in your eyes I can see your soul, I can reach your soul Sometimes, when I look in your eyes I can see your soul, I can touch your soul Sometimes, when I look in your eyes I can see your soul, I can hear your soul
Posted on: Mon, 29 Sep 2014 10:00:01 +0000
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