You thought love would lift you. You thought the light was yours to keep. But even angels fall quiet when the storm is deep. You built your hope on lightning, swore you’d find the spark, but faith has a cruel way of striking in the dark. You kept asking the silence, begging the sky for “why,” but questions don’t save anyone, they just echo and die. Oh, this world keeps spinning on, she won’t stop, not for anyone. You can cry into the storm, but the clouds don’t come undone. She won’t cradle all your pain, she just turns and drifts away. Oh, this world keeps spinning round while you drown. You loved like it was sacred like fire, like water, like breath. Didn’t see the blade hiding in the gift of her caress. You couldn’t tell the difference between blessing and wound so you bled yourself honest, and called it the moon. Oh, this world keeps spinning on, she don’t stop for anyone. You can scream into the storm, but the silence weighs a ton. She won’t cradle all your pain, she just turns and fades away. Oh, this world keeps spinning round while you drown. Let the rain come. Let it take what it needs. You can’t hold the tide you can only breathe.
