Fighting With The Rain

A nocturnal walk in
The streets or the park with
Cast down eyes and hope inside.

Gloomy rag dolls
Soaked to the bones
Poor kids of darkness
Drowned in sadness.

It's like fighting with the rain
It's like fighting with the rain
Chasing a rainbow day after day
Is like fighting with the rain
It's like fighting with the rain.

Passing dim streetlights
Doing routine laps
They're already tired, but still inspired
How long can they go feeling alone?
Nobody cares and nobody knows.

Such thoughts are like little parasites
They devour our dreams – low self-esteem.

If only they could
Hide under a roof...
Poor kids of darkness
Drowned in sadness.

It's like fighting with the rain
It's like fighting with the rain
Chasing a rainbow day after day
Is like fighting with the rain
It's like fighting with the rain.

Wandering aimlessly
Looking for something you've never ever seen
Chasing a rainbow day after day
Is like fighting with the rain
It's like fighting with the rain.

One day there will be merry laughs and sunny smiles
But now there is only anxiety in tired eyes
And maybe happiness will be finally found
By those who thought they had drowned.

Someone may say it's just a bad dream
It's hard to believe, 'cause it feels so real
And if it's true, then how to break free?
Am I really asleep?

Such a crazy thought
This has got to be a joke!
I am stuck in my own world
Punching these cold raindrops.

Wandering aimlessly
Looking for something you've never ever seen
Something you've never ever seen
Chasing a rainbow day after day
Is like fighting with the rain
It's like fighting with the rain.

But why do we fight it
If we can enjoy it
Dancing in its drops?

It may be hard, but let's admit
It's just more interesting to be
In the inky darkness
And drown, and drown there.