Raindrops drop
Like a fella with skip in his step, he can’t stop
There dancing across a landscape
Rolling along playing natures song like a cassette tape
I’m bound by the sound in a way I can’t explain
I just place a thought in each drop
And watch as they roll on down the road and away
A calm sense of awareness that I can agree with, I hope it stay’s
Always and for as long as I need it to
For just the thought of an unbalance in either worlds
Makes not a cent of sense, something we all don’t need, in other words
I’ll let those drops and thoughts run into streams
Filling the streets passing by as the sun comes out what a gleam
And dry’s them all up, to dream a new dream
Cause I don’t know the road ahead or what this all might mean
But that’s all and well with me
Does time exist, it came and went so fast
The leaves ounce on the tree, a beautiful green
the only evidence of time is the red leaves at our feet
but as for me I can’t complain
I just keep finding my way on up and down these changing lanes
Just moving In and out of sun and rain
- Aaron Johnson
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