There's somethin' bout the rain
That permeates the blood in my veins
There's somethin' bout the place
The place I go to
The place I go to drown out all the noise
The place I go to hide away by choice
The place I go to crawl out of my skin
The place I go to confess all my sin
There's somethin' bout the waves
That crash over the words that I say
There's somethin' bout the sand
Intoxicating
Words that never came out of my mouth
All these situations going south
All the lonely voices in my head (Help)
Painting out imaginary friends