I long to write a happy song
One, where you can sing along
One that won’t sound weary
The one that strays from dreary topics
Like the rain.
How it echos off the hollow of the world
Soaking up into your shoes
To the cavity in your chest -
Where your heart once was
Where a quiet mist does cling
A song.
The golden of honey colored summer days
The smell in the air after it rains
Oh the rain…
