There's a street outside below my window 
I can hear the cars as they pass by
They all have somewhere to go
It's like they're all racing for time

Here I am within the walls of painted gray
Like the colors of the skies out today
They feel like they are slowly closing in
As the poetry of the rain hits the windowsill

Oh I welcome the rain but it doesn't stay
I've been feeling a little bit down 
Lost my motivation to do anything today
Feeling guilty for feeling this way

Oh I'm lost within the silence of the ...

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