These chilling days of life so uncertain
As we’re forced to maintain on solid ground
On days when clocks tick with no progression
Safety and home are no longer around

So, I dream of days when my dreams were hope
And when my breath wasn’t stifled by words
Not hidden behind masks and no need to cope
With just a long shot that I might be hers

But I fucked it up by saying too much
And by attempting to whisk you away
Instead, I pushed you much further from touch
And I’m left with dark clouds and skies so gray.

Now, I don’t mind the storm for what it’s worth.
As I love the rain that dances to earth.