Without context,
I guess the rain is self-defined.
It falls straight through my mind
Without an issue or a flaw.

An average Monday
A white blanket on the sky
And a feeling that I generate
Each physical law

I never asked for this
Your heavy wet bricks
Keeping me inside
I'm safe and bored
My heavy brow

I never asked for this
The freedom and bliss
I will divine a way to meet you
On a heavenly cloud

I will divine a way to meet you
On a heavenly cloud