A nine day's wonder

I think Akeboshi and I have a lot in common. Our love of rain, for instance. And if he wrote this song about something he felt, well, then, we have those feelings in common too.

~

a nine day's wonder, looking back
as the sun goes down
as time goes by, a sketch of life
on the wall worn out

one day she said, in her usual tone
that I don't shine anymore
so I laughed and said, "can you bring it back?"
she stands alone, watching the leaves fall

so many places, so many ways
but there's no way home
nowhere I belong
so many faces fade away
and then life goes on
so many places, so many ways
but there's no way home
nowhere I belong

off the rails, dream away
the amber lights flicker out
an old soldier lives in the dark
says the light only causes pain

now, I don't listen to him this time
I packed my bag and I walked to the bus stop
stars start falling down, like yellow rain, like fireworks
I stand alone, watching the stars fall

so many places, so many ways
but there's no way home
nowhere I belong
so many faces fade away
and then life goes on
so many places, so many ways
but there's no way home
nowhere I belong
so many faces fade away
and then life goes on

still living in a world we know
still living in a world we know
still living in a world we know
still living in a world we know
hold on there
and then life goes on

Aquarius

Loving you while cooking dinner in your kitchen, cold air on my hands, cold air from outside the window, cold autumn-air, darkness. The energy between us. Your smile. My voice, singing this song, you sitting by the computer in your bedroom while litening to me, enetering the kitchen from time to time just to kiss me or to tell me that I'm beautiful. Us. Who I used to be. Who I used to be with. Who I long to be. And the one I long to be with. Gone.

I used to think of this as a letter from me to god, whenever I was exhausted with my own hopelessness and my fear of everything in genereal. I really miss believing in god. And I am exhausted, with myself and with the world. So please. Dear someone.

~

dear someone listening in the shadows
I only talk to you sometimes
and though I ask for help in riddles
it is clearer in my mind, clearer in my mind

born of a sign that carries vessels
but in a month as cold as ice
I know I question things too quickly
but I've never questioned if I've loved, loved

dear someone watching from the shadows
I'm clenching water in my fists
the drops, they slip right through my fingers
but there's water on my lips, water on my lips

born of a sign that carries vessels
but in a month that brings just ice
I know I question things too quickly
but I've never wondered if I've loved, loved

dear someone watching from the shadows
you've seen me lose all the water from my hands
I'm not a skillful water carrier
but the raindrops keep falling on my head, falling on my head

born of a sign that carries water
but in a month that brings just ice
I'm not a skillful water carrier
but I've learned to carry love, learned to carry love

Rusty Lance