Rocks

it's in 3/4 timing. and it's fast.

I'm fall-

           -ing

                 down

again.

The rocks

       down here

                 are now

my friends.

Maybe I'll

            Just

                  play

pretend.

With my new friends- my old friends

never did help me mend

the ends of my sleeves

with my heart strings unraveling

travelling to the floor

with the rocks all around them

Hey look, there i am,

now they're right here beside me

                           again.

So much loose string

and there's so many things I could sew

but I've never liked needles-

the point on my skin is too cold.

So here

             I

               am

again.

Looking up at the sky

with my old friends above me

gliding on white wings

and floating they look happy,

singing out, crying,

calling to each other,

and sounding so sweetly

the songbirds of summer

                          they fly-

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I wish I

          could

                 sing

with them.

Rocks tied to rocks

so I'm all out of string now,

I don't need to sing

I've got new ways to show how

falling down has helped me find just who I am,

how it helped me find songs when things don't go as planned.

heart strings tied taut

each new friend has a note,

plucking knots to get tunes

that I don't know the names of.

Singing out for me they sound better than heaven,

notes that I don't think even angels could fathom.

Yes, I

        fell

             down

again.

And I think that I'll stay...

Oh yes, I'm

                 laying

                         down

again.

Why would I get up 

when gold sinks to the bottom

Standing only grants 

better vantage of Sodom.

So leave me here please, just keep flying above me,

I'm playing with new friends their songs keep me happy.

Reviews

[Jacob Clifford]

Very unique presentation with a steady pace climbing up to the end.