Pure dirt upon the face
The mind is caged in time, not space
Chained feet that need to run
Bloody hands pointing a gun
(Bloody hands pointing a gun)
(What have I done?)
Rain
Rain on me, rain on me, rain on me
Rain
Wash away the blood from my hands
Blur all my plans
And rain on me
Dry mouth lied too much
Heart's longing for your touch
Rain will dilute all my tears
Rain will overflow these fears
Rain
Rain on me, rain on me, rain on me
Rain
Wash away the blood from my hands
Blur all my plans
And rain on me
Rain
Rain on me, rain on me, rain on me
Rain
Wash away the blood from this land
Rain, Blur all my plans
And rain on me
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