Cry like the rain, break through the clouds. Shower us with Your face, break through our refrains. And You'll rain and You'll rain and You'll rain, and we'll put our umbrellas away. And we'll let every tear hit our face, every passion of Yours wrapped up in this wet embrace. We'll splash in the puddles and declare that we're drenched. Drenched in You, drenched in Your face. We get lost in those eyes so deep, we drown until normal air slips away. We don't want this air anyways, its normal, its average, and sometimes we forget we're breathing. We desire air that is fairer. Air that is clearer. Air that always reminds us what we are, who we are and where we are. Air that we consciously breath. Air that breathes into us. Air that cannot be found until we drown. Life in death. Freedom in surrender. Joy in tears. Beauty in Ashes. Fire in rain. Light me on fire and I'll drown in Your rain. I'll catch these other ones on fire. These others who are wet, we'll burn together. And we'll swim and we'll burn. They say it can't be done, but those that say that don't breathe this air. We live in a different dimension, with different expressions, flying in intercepting directions. So we'll breathe, and we'll drown, and we'll burn. Can you hear it? Its the breathing, its the drowning, its the burning. Can you feel it? Its the breathe, the water on your skin, the fire igniting your heart. Can you resist this? Its the wind, its the waves, its the flames. Can you see HIm? He's like wind, He's like rain, He's like fire. Can you become Him? I'm like wind, I'm like rain, I'm like fire. And I'm burning cuz He's breathing. And I'm drowning because He's raining.