Falling Rain

The rain comes down

trickling walls of water

falling into the sea

where she waits for me

not making a sound

she stands in repose there

At home

Called to duty, fooled we've got something to protect,

we give up our direction and identity,

while we make ourselves at home

The Crash

Life takes you for a ride

where there's no getting off

until that day you finally crash

How it must be

That sights called tomorrow

were hard to understand

nothing to pursue

it was all there

in the palm of my hand

every world I spoke was true

everything around me

glowing an honest hue

disaster had faded away

beyond memory, this eternity

corruption now harmony

this is how it must be

The falling

Discreetly sleeping in the light of his life

totaling the days on broken machinery

smug comments used as fitting proposels

yet he never retreves a wife

thoughts changing with the scenery

the carousel's gold hoop is in his hands

a decade in the passing

tarnished, he tries to take a stand

Follow the path

On the streets of yeterday we roam

looking ahead to our dreams to come

if we stay on track and follow the path

Carry On

Once here, and there, and everywhere

we call to everybody, who calls to somebody,

who calls to anybody, who calls to nobody

but nobody is there

and I think beware

for the night approaches

and I run,

and I hide,

and I cry,

and wonder why

why the night?, why now when all was fun,

and all was good, why the shadows over

my neighborhood?

for I am young and I am strong

don't bring on the my fears

that disappointment

telling me that

success won't come

in my progressing years

I've seen it done, it can't go wrong

just let me in to carry on