Memory
of Rain
I
hear the drizzle of the rain
like a memory it falls
sometimes warm continuing
tapping on my roof and walls.
From the shelter of my mind
through the window of my eyes
beyond the rain that streams
to the place where my heart dreams.
My mind's distracted and abused
my thoughts are many miles away
they lie with you when you're asleep
and kiss you when you start the day.
The song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend the time
writing songs I can't believe
with words that tear and strain the eye.
So you see that I have come to doubt
all that I once held as true
so I stayed alone without belief
the only truth I know is you.
And as I watched those drops
drops...
drops...
drops...
of rain,
weave their weary paths
and die...
I know that
I'm just like the rain
there but for the grace of you...
go I.
Anonymous
Song Lyrics
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July 2000
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