Lyrical


Find the rain, find the flowers
walk the city in the starlight hours.
Never forget that this is a dream
we all came to see,
and how much it means
that I can see you
and you can see me.

Match the time and mark the place
forever remember the color of her face
when you say that you love her.
Nothing else matters,
anything else wanders
to places that fade before
the day has ended and the starlight
comes again.


© Benjamin Severnlord