Holly Brook Follow

You drank a bit down, spilled the rest of it in me
And that's the minute, I let go
Your direction with the bending of the light
If I remember it right

It carried on just fine
But tonight I will cry myself to sleep

Every rain makes its way into somebody's song
As a way to relieve the pain
This one is calling me out of my shelter
To face the truth but I still love

More than one time this color has been mine
To consume the energy
To be a painter and cover all the blue
I would give up wanting you

But still the morning sun, yeah
Will leak into my window when I'm done

Every rain makes its way into somebody's song
As a way to relieve the pain
This one is calling me out of my shelter
To face the truth but I'm still

Searching for my intuition
Even though I recognize
Myself in all these silver walls
But as I stare they all break me down

Every rain makes its way into somebody's song
As a way to relieve a pain
This one is calling me out of my shelter
To face the truth but I still love

I still love