Friday, March 13, 2009

only rain

"what can you say?

a million ways to stay the same.

day after day,
a million ways to pass the blame
you catch me and hold me.
no more fountains,

only rain."


Goldenrod said...

Intriguing, Steven. I passed a link to this post along to a friend of mine who is a poet. There was definitely something about the words and his music that made me think of my friend. :)

steven said...

something in the wavering background notes made me think of the use of harmoniums in monastic chant but the words and the plaintive trumpet carries it into something much more of the late twentieth early twenty-first century. a very lovely piece of music with words that describe a circumstance each of us experiences at some point.