Cover up my eyes
I do not want to see
All the things
I tell you not to be

Don't want to watch
You rip me apart
Don't want to lose
One more piece of my heart

Take my blindfold off
I can now clearly see
The man I fell for wasn't you
Just who you pretended to be

They say
'Follow your heart'
But if your heart is
In a million pieces,
Which piece do you follow?

Let the rain fall slowly on me so I can catch it in my hands,
on my face and into my mouth.
Let me drink it in like no other.
It is the rain, it is me.

Watching the rain in slow motion is like watching the best parts of life wash over you. Savor it. I just want to be in it.
In all kinds; the slow magical rain like a romance, fast and hard like the way my heart hammers at times, all at once and over so quickly just like a love known to some.

There is a house in
Southeast iowa
It sits all empty
Waiting for us there

Big porch, a bigger yard
Golden fields, open skies
A moon so full
I’ve watched and sighed

Star light, the stars bright
They shine for us tonight.
Some day someday soon
We will see them all.


Copyright © 2019 by Zane Safrit. All rights reserved.

Loan me a dime, he sang
A dime is all he asked
Is that too much
To bother you

Worn hat, gnarled hands
I need a dime
He said, that’s all
Loan me a dime

Back tomorrow
I repay you
If you loan me
a dime, he said


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