Rainy days make you think. That's all it does.
It makes you think of what's happening around you
It makes you remember your past
And how everything changed
It makes you consider your future plans
And what should happen, and who should be in it
It gets your heart beating faster by the minute
And drowns you in contemplation
It lets you choke yourself in confusion -- almost
And you find a reason to let a sigh escape your nose
Happiness is non-existent in that very moment
It pushes away every gratification you ever had for anything or anyone
And it lets every dark memories haunt you in the most distressing way
Word after word, the song poisons you to the core
You are barely alive
Hanging so daintily on a thread
That anything can throb you like a rock
Rainy days can be so depressing to some more than others.
