Underneath the willow's weeping boughs we'd lay Whispers in the wind, your silent screams convey I reached for your shadow, tried to be your light Ignorant to the endless battles you'd fight I stood by your tempest, through the howling gale Not seeing you were slipping, growing ever frail When it rains in my heart, it pours out my eyes For the friend who wore a mask of cheerful disguise You danced with your demons in the pale Moon's glow I was there for the waltz, but the finale I didn't know We shared dreams like secrets, in the night's embrace Hoping the dawn would your darkness erase But the spectre of sorrow was a thief in the night Stealing pieces of you, out of reach, out of sight I was the watchman at the fortress of your despair Yet the enemy was within, a ghost I couldn't snare When it rains in my heart, it pours out my eyes For the soul that succumbed to the silent cries In the garden of memories where your laughter roamed Now stands a monument to the pain you owned In the theater of my mind, I replay our time A narrative of a friendship in its prime But the curtain fell before the act was done Leaving me in the audience, the grieving one The echoes of our laughter haunt me like a ghost In the hollow of my being, where I miss you most I was the lighthouse in your maelstrom sea But the waves took you under, far away from me When it rains in my heart, it's a thundering pain For the friend who left, under the weight of the chain Your spirit was a comet, streaking through the night Burning so fiercely, till it vanished from sight And when the sky weeps, I feel you near In the rain's rhythm, I hear your tears We were warriors in a world so grey But when shadows whispered, you slipped away