"Let the hard rain fall"

Rite of Passage

Let the hard rain fall
Let it fall on me
And bring down the pall
Of insanity
Wash away my sins
As madness begins

My world has grown dark
I like it this way
My flickering spark
Shines in shades of grey
Shadows everywhere

I no longer care
For the mockery
Of a cruel light
Which I cannot see

Come then bring the night
Come and let it be
My womb and my tomb
Like a secret room

In the dark I see
A hand burning bright
Writing on the wall
Destiny or doom

Now it beckons me
Finding me alone
Now it reckons me
As one of its own

This then is my rite
Of passage to be free
Of a past which now at last
I no longer care to bear
Of a mask worn at half-mast
I no longer swear to wear

You can look for me
But I will not be there
Seek yet never find
(Like me) as I say good night to the day
Which never understood me anyway

Let the hard rain fall
As I slip out of my mind
Let it fall on me
As I leave the day behind

The night is my birthright
It was always there for me
Let the hard rain fall
I have chosen to break free

As I fall into the All
I bid you all good night

+Steven Curtis Lance



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