Sometimes the sun doesn't warm you
Sometimes rain does not feel wet
Sometimes your hair starts moving
And you haven't felt the wind yet
Sometimes it's cold when it's warm out
Sometimes it's hot when it's not
Sometimes the seasons will fool you
And sometimes they don't
Often times it's just as you expected
The snow comes down in flakes of white
Other times it's too strange to mention
Sometimes it's too clear for sight
Sometimes the clouds don't shield you
From the glare of the sun
Sometimes it feels like it's burning only you
You're the only one
But then the sky will fall just right
And settle onto your eye like silk
Sometimes the snow isn't cold at all
Sometimes the snow tastes like milk
Sometimes time's all around you
Sometimes it drops right through the glass
Sometimes the air weighs less than you do
Sometimes you're nothing but mass
Thursday, July 30, 2009
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