Chasing The Real Things
Two drops of water gained my eye
Coming down with the morning dew
From the leaf of a tree so much older than me
From the days the city was new
Synchronized, reflecting the world around
Embracing it on their way
Growing bigger and bigger without making a sound
Outside the city café
Longing to get down to the ground
To go beyond the bound
To let go and leave the leaf
To get away and get relief
Believing it would be all so fine
Glory and shine
Fly at higher game
Never to be the same
Shivering in the morning breeze
Still holding on
The leaf was shaken by the loss
Of the two that were gone
Maybe I just couldn't see it before
The greens of the leaf were done
Now colors spread out like wildfire
Gold and red in the sun
Longing to get down to the ground
To go beyond the bound
To let go and leave the tree
To get away and be free
Believing it would be all so fine
Glory and shine
Fly at higher game
Never to be the same
Copyright © steinar raknes, reckless as