The sky could not seem to make up his mind
Let the sunrays through or keep the world dark
I persevered with hopes that I could find
A calm reservoir inside of your heart
Instead, I found doubt as grey as this storm
Uncertainty felt surprisingly dead
Forcing my sleep to betray me till morn,
I escaped your reproach inside of my head
A voice like a teardrop whispered my fears
And felt like forgiveness leaving my soul
My certain finale resting in years
Of misled futures and stories untold
The sky and my faith are one in the same
Much too confused in the absence of rain
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