precipitation from midnight 3 by Andy Shea

I know my cloud might cause you to complain
I'm ruining your sunny day again.
I pray that you might find some patience
and see the seeds you've sown start growing.

I'll be sure to go away,
but I'll return some day.
Will you be ready for me then?
Or am I spending all my time on pure distraction?

I'm patiently precipitating.
Anticipate and wait to be let in.
If everything is everything,
then I'll wish for some more of nothing.

I'll be sure to go away,
but I'll return some day.
Will you be ready for me then?
Or am I wasting all my time on pure distraction?

I'm not sure you understand
that this is bound to happen once again,
so let me help you while I can.

• Alternative
• indie
• pop
• rock
• singer-songwriter
• United States