It's something special when it rains at
3pm
There is something different with the
smell
It's something reminding me of how we
felt
Lonely in the garden as the snow
started to melt
You and me and the pacts that where
made
On high horses and all the things we
said
And yes when the conclusion finally
came
The truth of it all was, nothing would
ever be the same
It's something special when it rains at
3pm
There is something different with my
eyes
It's visions that reminds me of another
time
Lonely in the world together in this
thing called life
High as a kite my head cracked the
walls
And the walls cracked my head and you
laughed
High as a kite you feared as I passed
And life feared us since we where the
grief of it all
It's something special when it rains at
3pm
I can't really tell you and less explain
Sometimes I still simply feel deranged
And I wonder, from where comes the rain
