Scrambled Clues

Scrambled Clues… Night has fallen The fog settles over the land Only in closeness Can you see the faces The eyes closed, windows against torrid rain While ideas flash and beat the mind Helplessly watching Waiting for the escalator to reach the top So you may step into daylight But in daylight The fog drifts to the water Always a step ahead Blinding me to the depths Through which I am falling Please someone Help me I am losing my mind And as of yet not certain, Even faintly aware, Of when night will fall again Bringing with it, The soothing rain of darkness For my brother Gregory.