ONCE AGAIN

Written by: RUDOLPH RINALDI

IT’S ALL NOTHING NEW
THE SMELL OF THE DAMP DYING LEAVES
THE VEIL OF THE THICK DENSE FOG 
THE SOUND OF THUNDER 

THEN DARKNESS
FOLLOWED BY THE LIGHT
ONCE AGAIN

THE SUN RISING 
THE BIRDS SINGING WHILE BABIES CRY
THE SMELL OF FLOWERS 
AND FRESHLY POURED CONCRETE

ONLY TO BE PUT INTO DARKNESS 
FOLLOWED BY THE LIGHT
ONCE AGAIN