Off of rainbows of a broken past.
Shades of light all turn black.
Clouds roll by, but nothing is cast.
Pictures of memories soon will pass.
Lightning strikes and thunder cracks.
Raindrops fall off a wood shack.
Hidden away from the pain within.
A child kneels down afraid of sin.
What keeps him together the world doesn’t know.
A strong will? A heart? Maybe so.
But months pass by into years.
And the little boy grows in fears.
Still hidden away from the storm outside.
And the rain still falls from his eyes.
Afraid of what is behind the next door.
Clouds drift by and there is no cure.
Scared of the rain that already has past.
He must move on but there’s another crash.
His body grows old but his minds a child.
Locked away forever, never to be a true smile.
He is still looking for that glimpse of light.
That moment in time when hopes in sight.
Trying to find the way to bring back the love.
William Masters 1987
Shades of light all turn black.
Clouds roll by, but nothing is cast.
Pictures of memories soon will pass.
Lightning strikes and thunder cracks.
Raindrops fall off a wood shack.
Hidden away from the pain within.
A child kneels down afraid of sin.
What keeps him together the world doesn’t know.
A strong will? A heart? Maybe so.
But months pass by into years.
And the little boy grows in fears.
Still hidden away from the storm outside.
And the rain still falls from his eyes.
Afraid of what is behind the next door.
Clouds drift by and there is no cure.
Scared of the rain that already has past.
He must move on but there’s another crash.
His body grows old but his minds a child.
Locked away forever, never to be a true smile.
He is still looking for that glimpse of light.
That moment in time when hopes in sight.
Trying to find the way to bring back the love.
William Masters 1987
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