We found ourselves sharing the sound of the rain
It was cold, it was quiet; a dull, boring day
Should have passed us like dust on windswept dunes
Yet the day is burned in me, the memory of you

The shapes on your shirt, the crease in your smile
We smoked and drank and talked for a while
It was simple and sweet and short and plain
But somehow after that I wasn’t the same 

Unsolicited ecstasy dissolved to regret
I thought I was brave, I was willing to bet
But hearts are cowards the older they get
Should be so much easier, and yet…

When I find myself staring outside at the rain
On those cold and quiet, uninspired days
Thoughts complex and dark and tall and fierce
Come flourishing in with haste to pierce

A hole in my heart, the strength of my smile
And I smoke and drink and think for a while
About those eyes that burn bright as the sun
About the time, out of fear, I let go of the one


“Do you trust me?” He asked
She said “yes” without blinking
“You shouldn’t” he said
“You spoke without thinking.”

Too late, she had jumped
Feet first, eyes closed
He couldn’t have saved her
He couldn’t have known

If she were someone else
She would need him to try;
He thought she would fall
But she knew she could fly.

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Mountain Dreamer

You ask where I’m going and I point to the hills
You want to know why I won’t stay
But when I show you the journey inside my heart
you turn your head away

My soul has a body, not the other way ‘round
Wisdom is not what you know
But we’re stuck together in a world apart
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