RAINSTORM

Hey, I’ve not been caught in a rainstorm
I wanted to be out here today, like this
Free to breathe, and feel rain on my face
Let it wash regrets away, leaving no trace
Pushing all doubts right off that precipice
And happy inside, whether cool or warm

Grab the chance to see clearly once again
Enough being blanketed in shades of blue
That has me wrapped tight in this cocoon
Never knowing morning from afternoon
Not even believing what was really true
Like an old fashioned swirly window pane

But I welcome this wetness on my cheek
Colder than my own tears, but I don’t care
I would gladly even call it quite liberating
But for my tired soul it’s very invigorating
Of the purity around me I’m fully aware
And that fresh new beginning I now seek