This week, I am surrounded by things that are determined to bring me down, it would seem. The weather is miserable, snow followed by rain causing flooding.
My friends are unhappy... they're being kicked out of their homes, isolated, losing their loved ones.
I'm having trouble finding inspiration in anything right now, so I say let it rain.
Let it rain with the sweat of fruitless labor for the uncaring.
Let it rain with tears of sorrow and grief that come from loss.
Let it rain with the crimson blood of my own body from those who would seek pleasure in cutting me.
Let it rain and wash my mind and soul clean that I might be able to live once more. I will have no more of it.
My friends are unhappy... they're being kicked out of their homes, isolated, losing their loved ones.
I'm having trouble finding inspiration in anything right now, so I say let it rain.
Let it rain with the sweat of fruitless labor for the uncaring.
Let it rain with tears of sorrow and grief that come from loss.
Let it rain with the crimson blood of my own body from those who would seek pleasure in cutting me.
Let it rain and wash my mind and soul clean that I might be able to live once more. I will have no more of it.
Category Music / All
Species Horse
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 5.28 MB
Beautiful music as usual, Flare. I'd like to say that this could have come along at a better point in at least one fur's life from my view of things... but I have no good news... sadly, my great grandmother entered the hospital early this morning, and some part of me deep inside told me to visit and bid a silent farewell to her. *Sighs quietly in contemplation* This song eases that feeling somewhat, and I hope that it brings a mild form of ease to you and those others of your friends who are having rough times as well.
Through our art comes our emotion
Though through tears it may come as well
Pain and joy from trial and tribulation
Helping the heart to grow and soul to cry
Such are the moments of our wonderful lives
Keep on, my shire friend. That's all we can do in the tough times.
Through our art comes our emotion
Though through tears it may come as well
Pain and joy from trial and tribulation
Helping the heart to grow and soul to cry
Such are the moments of our wonderful lives
Keep on, my shire friend. That's all we can do in the tough times.
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