Ascent [UK] - Rain

I watched my life spill onto the ground, With confidence, without a doubt, I had the world in my hands, but like grains of sand, It fell right through my master plan. And why do my lungs call out for more? I swear this was simple once before. These spiteful dreams have a hold on me, This childish need to only see. All of the places and all of these faces I've seen have turned to grey. So if the cold waves pull me under, And if the seasons break my stride, Be kind to a boy whose dreams all fell behind. All of the places and all of these faces I've seen have turned to grey, So rain, rain, rain, won't you come another day? So if the cold waves pull me under, And if the seasons break my stride, Be kind to a boy whose dreams all fell behind. I'll tread this water one more time, But don't worry about me, I'll be fine.