Daniel Larson Poet Rhyme

What's Coming Next

Faces of clocks have been turned around
As I drift from this ol' country town.
     The last of the signs
     Disappear from my mind
And the autumn rains start to come down.

It was once on a night just like this,
Felt the touch of a soft, tender kiss;
     In the ages gone by
     Caught a tear in the eye
Wond'ring what it all was that I'd missed.

I remember the laughter and games
But I cannot recall all the names.
     We played with the truth
     Through the wonders of youth,
But tomorrow we'd not feel the same.
No, tomorrow we'd not feel the same.

There are mountains that we'll never climb
While the heart steals the beats of our time.
     The lines on my face
     Feel so far out of place,
Just like footprints that I've left behind.

Now there's too many been laid to rest
For the reasons not meant to be guessed.
     But since they've been gone
     Life's kept rolling along,
And no one can say what's coming next.
No, no one can say what's coming next.

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