The sun beats cold,
and the rain drops slow,
and you are far away,
and I only have my thoughts.

The distance is in my head,
in the land, across oceans,
in my cool bed as I hear
the rain tell me of regret.

And hidden sun turns to
moonless night as the clouds
give the rain anew and you are
not here to share the lonely dark.

 

7/7/2026