The First Drop of Rain

The sky is heavy tonight, the first drop of rain falls on the cold iron, and so it begins

The wind is whispering a song through the gate It is too early to leave, but it's already too late The campfire dies in a river of grey Washing the dust of the long day away Hold my hand before the cold takes it all

Listen to the rain as the dark shadows fall Let the first drop wash away the pain We are just shadows waiting in the rain

No crowns to wear, no castles to defend Only the silence at the day's end

Gut and to Your That your Will