Rain begins to hit a roof
The one directly over your head
You wonder quietly to yourself
Why doesn’t it hit me instead?
I’ve whispered words to you in darkness
They never saw the light
Once I mentioned the name you despise
But it didn’t turn into a fight.
In silence you can hear everything
If you only care to listen
That rain outside hitting your roof
Is on a very important mission.
While you stumble around in darkness
I see only the light
The cause, the embellishment
Nothing matters to me tonight.
Hungry for what is left of the world
Can I find a soft place to fall?
Maybe I’ll see his face in the reflection
Maybe tonight, he will call.
I keep pointing out the rain to you
Because you don’t understand the lesson
You people are so concerned with the disease
That the symptoms leave you guessing.
What if today I have nothing?
I’m just a pile of worthless skin?
Would you find you were encouraged by that
Or try to look deeper within?
Three times I said the same word
Three times it meant nothing.
Odd numbers, like people
Always tend to mean something.
There are so many on this planet
That we don’t understand their price
The cost of losing someone we love
Within what we think is the ultimate sacrifice.
Sharing pain one night in earnest
Reaching out to a heart that was true
Made me worry much less about the cost
Made the entire world less blue.
Both of us tired of dancing
To watch it turn into dust
Now we only dance with one another
Not from want, but because we must.
Tears not longer concern me
Nor the desire for the rain to fall
I quietly and intently read his words
And wait for the next phone call.