Virtual Insanity Camp

When the Rain Comes Down

He keeps his coat hanging by the door
Like he might leave, but never does

Windows rattle, the sky turns gray
He counts the drops instead of days

Old boots wait by the stair
Dust where the road should be

He says the rain takes something back
That he can’t afford to lose again

He don’t walk out when the rain comes down
Stays where the walls can hold him in

Every storm just pulls him further
From the man he might’ve been

So he listens to the water fall
Like it knows his name somehow

He don’t walk out when the rain comes down
Twelve strings hum like a low confession

Songs he never sings out loud
Harmonica cries between his hands
Like the past won’t settle down

He learned once, long ago
How fast the daylight bends

One step taken in the rain
Can change where you end

He don’t walk out when the rain comes down
Lets the world keep moving on

Every storm just reminds him
Of everything he’s done wrong

So he waits it out behind these walls
Till the clouds are breaking ground

He don’t walk out when the rain comes down
If the sky could promise mercy

If the road could forgive
Maybe he’d open up that door

And remember how to live
But he don’t walk out when the rain comes down

Fear’s got a long, familiar sound
Every drop keeps saying, “Stay inside”
Don’t let your feet touch sacred ground

So he breathes in the thunder slow
Head bowed, eyes to the ground

He don’t walk out
No, he don’t walk out
When the rain comes down
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