Retrograde

When the night is young And the downpour With clouds that won't Fade Away They bundle up And let go Let go of the rain Let go of the rain Like moths to a flame Turning into rabid dogs Searching for food To feed our empty bellies And empty ways I don't know if its true I don't know if its Deja Vu We're drowning in slow motion I don't know if its true I don't know if its Deja Vu We're running, drowning In slow motion With the storm raging With rain turning into snow Accumulating Leaving our prints and history With the wind picking up Tossing me all around On the ground I don't know if its true I don't know if its Deja Vu We're drowning in slow motion I don't know if its true I don't know if its Deja Vu We're running, drowning In motion In motion Running, drowning In motion Running, drowning All around When the night is young And the downpour With clouds that won't fade away They bundle up And let go Let go of the rain Left to rust Let go of the rain Let the rust form Let it form below Let the rain go Let the rust form