Bring the Rain - Finish Ticket

The days may change

With the length of your hair, the clothes that you wear

But you’re still some kid

And you’re farther from home

Than ever before

You grow tired

In your search for salvation

A hunt for your place in this world you know

It birthed you, it molds you

And it tears you apart

It’s out, out, out with the old

And it’s in with the new

We want back back back to the old

Just a lonely few

Singing bring the rain to my front door

Bring your thundering sky

Tame the fires that burn the walls

Of a life that waves goodbye

The hours defy me

The weeks are drawn honestly fit to a size for me

The frustration, the card with inside my teeth chip as I bite

It’s out, out, out with the old

And it’s in with the new

We want back back back to the old

Just a lonely few

Singing bring the rain to my front door

Bring your thundering sky

Tame the fires that burn the walls

Of a life that waves goodbye

What have I become?

Just another one

Away from home

Something takes my hand

But my feet won’t walk along

New hopes tower us

And our eyes were doors

But they walked right through

Now it’s haunting us and the only home we’ve known

Bring the rain to my front door

Bring your thundering sky

Tame the fires that burn the walls

Of a life that waves goodbye

Bring the rain to my front door

Bring your thundering sky

Tame the fires that burn the walls

Of a life that waves goodbye