Draft - Rivers & Rimes

Grey are the morning, the people, the sky
A black crow on a bare tree, not willing to fly
A deserted bench waiting for someone
And the water of the river

The church tower silhouette up in the air
The black crow on the bare tree, not going anywhere
With every step getting harder to take
And the water of the river

Let me drift with the flows of the rivers
And the flows of the rimes
If sometime somewhere these flows get in line
Lighting strikes a small crack in time
Electric discharge for inspiration to rise

Words unspoken breathing out of my mouth
Joining the thoughts of the lonely black crow
Black pencil on a blank page
And the water of the river

Let me drift with the flows of the rivers
And the flows of the rimes
If sometime somewhere these flows get in line
Lighting strikes a small crack in time
Electric discharge for inspiration to rise

Will you be waiting for me this time?
By the end of the rivers and rimes?

Let me drift with the flows of the rivers
And the flows of the rimes
If sometime somewhere these flows get in line
Lighting strikes a small crack in time
Electric discharge for inspiration to rise

Let me drift with the flows of the rivers
And the flows of the rimes
If sometime somewhere these flows get in line
Lighting strikes a small crack in time
Electric discharge for inspiration to rise

Written by:
Els Dillerop

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