Then the rainstorm came over me... And I felt my spirit break... I had lost all of my belief, you see...

(But that was then and this is now...)

I break tradition... Sometimes my tries are outside the lines...
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way...

Staring at the blank page before you. Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find...

Reaching for something in the distance. So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions. Feel the rain on your skin

No one else can feel it for you. Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips

Drench yourself in words unspoken. Live your life with arms wide open
To the years where your book begins. The rest is still unwritten...