Rain tears and trees

Never discriminate

Not even in the city of sorrows

Not even in 2 years

Not ever ....

Still

2 years

And a painted rain

A room full of darkness

Is this

My fear

My hopes

Or my dreams?

No, Rather simply my compassion

2 years

And a morning dew

In those bloodied branches

Doubt ,fear and love

Oh how can I all reach you?

How is it that when I try to see you the most

It's exactly when I miss you

2 years

A Painted rain, morning dew

But both still in darkness

Is it my silence that You seek

Or the promises that I am meant to keep after