(Composed on November 11, 2009)
Yearnings in the wind that blows
Cool drops and warm drops seeping through
Some the rain, some the tears
Over and over again, yearnings for you.
Here pours down the November rain
The cold and the wet atmosphere
Chills and thunder hand in hand
The warm and the wet tears.
A drop falls upon my palm
I wonder if it's a tear you shed
Or a ruthlessly hurt heart
In November that bled.
Here pours down the November rain
The cold and the wet atmosphere
Chills and thunder hand in hand
The warm and the wet tears.
A thunder rolled through grey clouds
A chill ran down my spine
Lightening flashed its shiny teeth
Lending the moisture on my cheeks a shine.
A broken heart lay stuttering
The same name over again
A few blisters of a burned dream
Still stung with the pain.
Here pours down the November rain
The cold and the wet atmosphere
Chills and thunder hand in hand
The warm and the wet tears.
Yearnings in the rain that pours
Cool drops and warm drops seeping through
Some the rain, some the tears
The November rain pours for you.
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