When The Rain Hangs Low

Clouds drip slow, they smother out the hill
The dragging hours cut, relentless, still
I clutch the outline of the life I drew
The ground grips tighter than the lies I knew

When the rain hangs low, and the air stands still
Every breath feels heavy, every thought feels ill
It's the weight of nothing, pressing on my chest
When the leaves hang low, I can't find rest

Streetlights flicker with a weary glow
The world crawls by, but my feet won't flow
I trace my name in fogged-up glass
Wishing this blur would shatter fast

When the rain hangs low, and the air stands still
Every breath feels heavy, every thought feels ill
It's the weight of nothing, pressing on my chest
When the leaves hang low, I can't find rest

Drops fall slow, dragging regret
The ground holds secrets I can't forget
The silence cuts through, sharper than a cry
I break the pattern every time I try

When the rain hangs low, and the air stands still
Every breath pulls under, every doubt turns shrill
It's the weight of nothing, pressing on my chest
When the leaves hang low, I can't find rest

When the rain hangs low, and the air stands still
Every breath pulls under, every doubt turns shrill
It's the weight of nothing, pressing on my chest
When the leaves hang low, I can't find rest