When The Rain Hangs Low

Clouds drip slow, they smother out the hill The dragging hours cut, relentless, still I clutch the outline of the life I drew The ground grips tighter than the lies I knew When the rain hangs low, and the air stands still Every breath feels heavy, every thought feels ill It's the weight of nothing, pressing on my chest When the leaves hang low, I can't find rest Streetlights flicker with a weary glow The world crawls by, but my feet won't flow I trace my name in fogged-up glass Wishing this blur would shatter fast When the rain hangs low, and the air stands still Every breath feels heavy, every thought feels ill It's the weight of nothing, pressing on my chest When the leaves hang low, I can't find rest Drops fall slow, dragging regret The ground holds secrets I can't forget The silence cuts through, sharper than a cry I break the pattern every time I try When the rain hangs low, and the air stands still Every breath pulls under, every doubt turns shrill It's the weight of nothing, pressing on my chest When the leaves hang low, I can't find rest When the rain hangs low, and the air stands still Every breath pulls under, every doubt turns shrill It's the weight of nothing, pressing on my chest When the leaves hang low, I can't find rest