you confuse me. but that's probably because my mind is clouded with uncertainty and sprinkled with champagne stars. i've been walking in a fog of feelings and pushing them further and further away with every glass i pour. it's not fair to ask someone steady to walk with someone so unbalanced so not ready. but you like that my soul is filled with glitter and i tell myself that's gotta count for something.
As the clouds muster in the overcast It is the sun with a dark cloth like a mast The earth draws dark It is the environment about to make its mark The watery of rain The grass and trees in how they sustain The soothing feel from agonizing pain Later the rain poured harder Now it was becoming a matter A showery stream Oh that cleansing of clean Drip upon drip It seemed like it wouldn’t stop But continued rain upon It didn’t stop until it was done Yet the rain was a relaxing shower It seemed like the rain came down by the hour But the rain certainly does have power It nourishes the flowers and our selves There nothing like real rain which you won’t find on any shelf.