tell tale song

quiet night

sounds against my ears

beauty in the pattering rain

a soulitude that engulfs

me mind, body and soul

to a place where blue horizens are all you

see

dreams are all i have left

anymore

verses of won't happen

and can't be

but who are we to denie

the horizens

to not do what we can

to get as close as we can

before we reach the end