Under the rain whisper trails across sweeping
Forgotten sentences and innocent phrases
Where one side found the other seeking
Soul and soul chases, just like the captured traces
Numerical reality biting into nothingness
Disobedience of which nigh importance
Just like a kismet struck down by a hammer
Of which was, still will be, weather, just the weather
For clouds who knit together into a silver lining
Icy shards of above departs
Lost into which, a lighted abyss
Drips till the bucket remains full and untouched
Songs of silence falling, losing, mesmerizing,
Why was it dark, why was it strange
Shatter not, procrastination understanding
Under the rain, always under the rain
Where earth meets sky untainted
Where depth meets height unlimited
Where echoes meet reverberations unseen
Where I don't know decides that for once philosophically shall just meet up with I don't care till someone decides to figure out why it is 42