listen to the rhythm of the falling rain...

it's been raining loads these days.
sometimes, the smell of rain reminds me of times when i was young and carefree.


I've been travelling on this road too long
Just trying to find my way back home
The old me is dead and gone
Dead and gone

I turn my head to the east
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the west
Still nobody in sight
So I turn my head to the north,
Swallow that pill that they call pride
The old me is dead and gone,
The new me will be alright