Rains on Me

It rains on me like home
It wraps me in its gloam
I understand why they invented a concept like sin
It rains on me
Marking history with my skin
How ignorant I have been
Of all the rain has washed away
It rains on me like sand
In an hour glass
We weave the crime born among us
Into many strands of now
They rain on me
They rain on me
They rain