415 lyrics :: zac lasher
Softly singing
Sounds like April rain
Coming down in the early morning darkness
Something ringing
Whispers in my brain
Feeling drowned, insufficient inspiration
Speck of light shoots across the room
Settles in my eye
Until a shade is drawn again
No recollection of the urge to move
No real need to try
And I wonder how it ends
‘ Cause I think I’ve found the feeling
But the melody eludes me, though the time is now
So I’m strumming your guitar
And I’m stuck inside the ceiling
And I wonder why the rain falls down
Devilish angel,
Seraph glowing red
Dance the time in divine anticipation
Too few tales to tell
Tasting smoke instead
Senses climb and vanquish concentration
Standing up to go
Shooting stars turn to black
And the floor turns upside-down
Emerging out onto the street below
Searching for a cab
And I wonder how it ends
‘ Cause I think I’ve found the feeling
But my memory eludes me, though the time is now
So I’m strumming your guitar
And I’m stuck inside the ceiling
And I wonder why the rain falls down
