As the rain pours downWashes out my thoughts of youAnd the hurling soundItâs wallows up your nameIconoclast, the hidden past you left before you cameYou charmed my darkest hourItâs close again and things are not the sameI remember you, youâre the one who cameCrawling from the past, like a falling flameDid you hold it down, or give yourself awayDid you hold it back, or open up the gatesTo call a flood to sweep it upOr drown it in the rainI remember you, youâre the one who cameFalling from the past, like a falling flameI never chose to be this way, to be aloneThere never was another choice, there never wasAs the rain pours downWashes out my thoughts of youAnd the hurling soundItâs wallows up your nameI remember you, youâre the one who cameFalling from the past, like a falling flameI remember you, I remember youLike a falling flame,like a falling flameI remember you, I remember you…