She asked about me
With special homage to Adele
She wanted to know what's going on with my life
You can tell her that I am doing just fine
I have stopped crying and started to write
And seem to be fond of fire and rain
No, tell her I have no wish to see her again
Because I already knew
All the things she would say to me
They are never, never true
All the games she would play
She would always, always win
She would keep me under her sway
And she wouldn't think that is a sin
Please tell her one day I set fire to the rain
Watched it pour as I thought I saw her face
It burned while I cried
And screamed for her name
Yes, I set fire to the rain
And threw her and me into the flame
I felt something inside me die
Since then I no longer feel the same
Sometimes I wake up on the floor
I smell smoke, I feel rain
She is with me no more
But I stop screaming for her name
Wissai
November 1, 2013
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