Open up your arms and take me in
Let me inside your web of sin
My footsteps echo inside my brain
Louder than the ones I make in the rain
At night I lay between awake and asleep
Fed by my thoughts my brain does keep
Who am I in this city insane
Locked in a trance while I walk in the rain
I see myself everywhere yet nowhere at all
Too many eyes tell the truth and too many eyes a wall
Am I haunted by what I think I know
Or am I afraid of having nowhere to go
The city is my keeper with no respite in store
I want to be let in and yet I want out a door
We move in cadence - lost souls out of rhyme
Does the sound that we make just get lost in time
Now the luster on our souls fades under your grime
And coats our conscience in a byproduct of slime
If I open my eyes enough to see
Will I know if there is acknowledgement or apathy?
Does the rain bleed me or wash me free
Of all I have accumulated and all I want to release
Am I as human as I want to be
Or is being human just a theory
Did original sin offer us immunity?
So more sin could multiply in this city
So this city's arms stay open for me
And for all who move in step to humanity
Still I move through this city insane
Waiting for sin to be washed out by the rain.
Copyright 1998 by Lyssa Aja