The constant referrals to sleep are so true... "To me sleep is a narcotic..."
It's the only 'escape' from the misery. A way to forget. But you always wake up...
"Endless rain, fall on my heart, in this wounded soul.
Let me forget, all of the hate, all of the sadness.
Endless rain, let me stay a memory in your heart.
Let me take in your tears, take in your memories."
I'm not sure what I think about this...
I understand the last two sentences. Wanting to forever be a memory.
Wanting to share another's hardships and memories.
The constant referrals to sleep are so true... "To me sleep is a narcotic..." It's the only 'escape' from the misery. A way to forget. But you always wake up...
"Endless rain, fall on my heart, in this wounded soul. Let me forget, all of the hate, all of the sadness. Endless rain, let me stay a memory in your heart. Let me take in your tears, take in your memories."
I'm not sure what I think about this... I understand the last two sentences. Wanting to forever be a memory. Wanting to share another's hardships and memories.