Like Solid Raindrops of Silence

and the people bowed and prayer

to the neon god it made.

 

songs of past so full of memory

listening to, Jesus loves you Mrs. Robbinson....Hey Hey Hey.

 

watching the rain fall round the sides

so,

still,

so easy to hear an individual drop.

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