Raining In Tarmiyah
When I knew it all
I learned how to lose
A smile shines through the sickly pallor
Of knowing whats to come
Lucid as life can be
And here behind the concrete
A smoke away from steady
And a million miles from home
I remember a better man
Who lived better days
And can only wonder whats changed
In my short time
These tired eyes
Have seen enough from the end of a gun
But with the grace of an autumn leaf
Giving in to the breeze
I'll accept when it my time to go
But I pray and hope and wish for a dream
From the sleep that used to come easy
And if this gentle rain could wash away
The time that seems to drag
Then I could be back
With a steady hand
And be the man that she deserves
Back to the dirty handle
On a broken door
To a house I would rather see burn
But here I am, and there she is
Copyright © Michael Murray | Year Posted 2006
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