It Can't Rain All the Time - Old Wounds

Love belongs to desire

And desire is always cruel

Drawn into the darkness

The love we share is true

As flowers bloom over our past lives

Nothing else matters

I’d go through hell for you

Every torture welcomed with a crooked smile, and open arms.

The trees whisper

of a dying season

After a summers gloom

We’ll meet in an October sky

Six feet deep in all your affection

Tell me I’m the only one

Catch my fears as they fall, it can’t rain all the time