
Perchance the flames of Summer quagmired like the lava flow my flames within, doused by rain mind racing to the cold mountains, slow Rain on Us, O Summer Songs Word is you, and in you God Rain with heart of joy, and pain inclined The Jakaranda petals cry, in clarified odds Rain heavy on the desolate shores The land outlined by cover of rocks a thousand candles lit the gray and sirens blew from haunted docks Rain the seeds of faith from above where doubled up doubts, penetrate Rain such that the afterglow of growth From the rustled leaves, saturate Rain on me, inside out can't tell the diffrence, of winter's glow my flames within, doused by rain mind racing to the cold mountains, slow......