Mar 08, 2005 23:40
Crouched down on a rooftop
In my mother's high heeled shoes
I'm wondering if I will drop
Or fly away with you
I can smell the rain coming
But I won't leave until it falls
I'm going to soak in it's downpour
Until I hear my mother's call
I am playing God
I am raising Hell
As far as I can tell
I am all alone
Alone in this world, alone with you
I carry spring rain in my hair
Waited sorrow in perfect clouds
Bursting in the air
Wash away and drown
I am playing God
I am raising Hell
As far as I can tell
I am all alone
Alone in this world, alone with you
The roof slips beneath my feet
As the branches back away from me
The softest grass turns to concrete
But I will fly
I will fly, you will see
I am playing God
I am raising Hell
As far as I can tell
I am all alone
Alone in this world, alone