Cosmic Mist
Bluelighter
You know what?
It's raining again -
that soft march rain;
the coming of the autumn
with the winter setting in.
You know what?
I think i miss the sunny days we had
walking by the beach;
waves pulling at our ankles;
each grain of sand unique.
But do you know what else?
Now that the rains are setting in,
with the winter not far behind,
i have to keep reminding myself
that this is normal;
That it always rains in march;
that the cool biting air is refreshing,
not frightening;
that the cold air slapping my face as i step outside
is just a reminder that everything has an opposite;
that everything is fine
(although it isn't);
that i'm not lying
(although i am);
and that life will continue with, or without me...
Tonight i sit and listen to the rain beating hard against my window pane.
Tonight i breathe in the moist airs of a harsh and unforgiving city.
Tonight i sit alone and weep.
Tonight i will be still.
I will not make a sound.
and i will listen...
...perhaps for once i will hear somehting...
It's raining again -
that soft march rain;
the coming of the autumn
with the winter setting in.
You know what?
I think i miss the sunny days we had
walking by the beach;
waves pulling at our ankles;
each grain of sand unique.
But do you know what else?
Now that the rains are setting in,
with the winter not far behind,
i have to keep reminding myself
that this is normal;
That it always rains in march;
that the cool biting air is refreshing,
not frightening;
that the cold air slapping my face as i step outside
is just a reminder that everything has an opposite;
that everything is fine
(although it isn't);
that i'm not lying
(although i am);
and that life will continue with, or without me...
Tonight i sit and listen to the rain beating hard against my window pane.
Tonight i breathe in the moist airs of a harsh and unforgiving city.
Tonight i sit alone and weep.
Tonight i will be still.
I will not make a sound.
and i will listen...
...perhaps for once i will hear somehting...
