Sunday, May 29, 2011

Hymn for a Rainy Sunday

I lay myself upon the ground
Raindrops patter 'round my head
Thought, care and worry flees away
I listen to what the storm has said

Boughs bend and sway beneath the wind
The leaves rustle their applause
As the thunder and the howling gale
Make known the voice of older gods

The torrents like a choir sing
Their hosannas seep into the ground
And lost within the pouring rain
I feel as though I'm newly found

Content, I drift beneath the sky
The rainstorm is my lullabye

Monday, May 9, 2011

There You Are

There you are
There you are right where
You said you'd be
Without a word and still
You cannot see
What it could mean

Shut the door
Those what-if musings won't fly
Anymore
You seem so surprised
Have you seen the score?
You can't ignore

'Cause there you are, there you are
There you are without knowing where you are

Such a crime
You feel shut down, locked up
All the time
Put your hands up, kid
You won't get out alive
End of the line

What a shame
All that promise left out
In the rain
So much potential, still
Forget what could have been
What could have been

'Cause there you are, there you are
There you are, without knowing where you are

And come a time when you're all alone
Way off in that distant, hazy future
You won't look back, because that's all you've known
That's all you know, that's all you know
All there is is what you've known

Or look around
Open up your eyes and
Knock the sky
Breathe the air and feel
Your hand in mine
I've been here this whole time

So here I am, here I am
Here I am, here I am

Here I am, here I am
Here I am, here I am, all yours to find