The poring rain, a storm of summer rain befalling me as I gaze up into the sky. A rain storm that drenched my body with warm summer drops, and in the excitement of this happening I stay outside in the rain. I remember a time when I was just a boy, when a sudden storm immediately drenched my body as I remain outside splashing in the streets. One of my favorite band songs to play also had this theme…
I’m outside in the rain
my mama tells me to come inside
I tell her no I’ve just got to lead my own life Ah Yeah
And now I’m out on my own
I’ve never been so far from home
Its kind of strange but the answers to life are out there
I know
I’m outside in the rain
And I feel the same
I’m getting older now
I’ll find it somehow
the times are getting tough
People I meet they just come and go
I tell my friends that I’ve got to live on my own now
Ah Yeah
The years and years go by
I keep on searching but I don’t know why
If there’s an answer I hope I find it before I die
Yeah
I’m outside in the rain
And I feel the same
I’m getting older now
I’ll find it somehow
-Solo-
I’m outside in the rain
And I feel the same
I’m getting older now
I’ll find it somehow
I’m outside in the rain
my mama tells me to come inside
I tell her no I’ve just got to lead my Oh -own life
This is a song about Co-dependence
Unfortunately the audio quality is not very good, but this was the first time we attempted to play this song in my band “Intoxicated” inside the studio some years ago.
1996
Co-Exist
I never thought I’d turn out quite like this
we turn ourselves around it’s hit and miss
no promise I make gives you any bliss
don’t look to me for comfort and a kiss
I wake up next to you but you’re not there
the distance we feel shows we’re aware
must we suffer and live our lives like this
depend we must for we must co-exist
I wonder if you’ll ever pay the price
I think you’ve taken all the wrong advise
It’s hard enough to advance in this life
then to burden one with another’s strife
solo
I know the tale it sometimes goes like this
be happy in the end with just a kiss
we ask ourselves why doesn’t this hold true
believing in the fiction won’t always do
I wonder if you’ll ever pay the price
I think you’ve taken all the wrong advise
It’s hard enough to advance in this life
the to burden one with another’s strife
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