Rain.

I'm trying to forget all my troubles
I'm trying to get rid of them
but it's so cold outside
and I can't find a warm hug.

A warm hug, alcoholic illusion
frantic pretension, ignorant amusement
but it's so cold outside, baby
it's just too cold.

And the rain is falling
and I love it because
I'm waiting for a new baptism
of fire and gold
I'm gonna break the mould.

And the rain is falling
on our crying faces
silver teardrops plough our cheeks
like bloody daggers cutting meat.