Rain

Memories of another rain,

Like the lightning that flashes.

Storm clouds and a warmth beside.

A warmth beside, drenched in the rain

Now holds me, now brushes my hair

The wind rustles the leaves on a tree.

Lightnings flash, faces pass

The city trains move for ever on.

A new city, tonight, a new people

But the rain remains, and the faces

The city train moves for ever on

And beside me vagrant drops,

Stormy clouds and washed out eyes.