rain...   render my surrender   replenish, refurnish   the house was occupied   there is no seeing through it   her vision was blurred   wait lets start over   it was all a game   I lost   she took my peace and ran   a far cry from pestilence...   on angels wings it descended   I thought I was wrong   why couldn't I see it for what it was?   a twisted web lies behind every page   how many times will I weep this song?   how many lies will I hide behind?   parting with such dementia   my sweet bathsheba...   forgotten...