The stars themselves were a source of pain,
And I tried to run from the coming rain.
World upside-down, I fell into the sky,
Pierced by those needle points, pierced by my lies.
Righted again, I fell into your arms,
But I didn't know you could save me from harm.
But even though I'm filth, my innocence gone,
That was the night, you are my dawn.
Those needles in the sky don't pierce anymore,
The wind isn't cold, the rain now pours.
My world is spinning; I'm lost in a dream,
You heal my soul when I long to scream.
Now the stars themselves aren't a source of pain,
You’re with me in the healing rain.
Heza Le Normandy Community Member 
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