Another Rainy Dayby
figaroComment by zeuszen: I
I'm sure there are many who can say "I recognize this man, the room, his story".
It's early afternoon or late afternoon and it's late, it is late now.
And it is time which is in his eye, the instant the shutter snaps and the sound
As empty as an hourglass.
And we have clocks and telephones, and the bed is made.
We have walls and a window and shoes for the feet to fall into.
II
Someone you know when someone you know
Turns out to be someone else you do not know at all.
And if you know him and you do not, then someone should
Try to give him a call. Do you not, do you not think so.
When someone has been and has seen
What he has, what it is he has acted upon
Where would we be, where would we be now.
If no one would be, who would be there to remind us.
Is it not, is it not that we know what we know because we have been us.
We are who we are because someone has seen us.
We are what we are because someone has bothered to look.
If no one had been, if no one had bothered to look,
Who could see in light of such darkness.
If no one was there, who would care,
What would be and what would become
Of so much and how much should be
Counted and spent and dead to the world.
Would one be needed, when so many go by.
Would the wind, would the wind
Tell us why.
And who would tell us , o tell, our tale.
And who would hold us, o tell, when we fall.
Who has brought us something to eat.
Who has shown us something we haven̢۪t seen.
We were hungry and cold and hard-headed.
Where we have been, who would go.
Message edited by author 2007-10-03 11:41:25. 
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