The days are dark and clouds show their shadow
As memories of my life drift past my mind
its over now, I sit in the storm
Like a huge rock falling from a mountian
with no direction in sight
it hits others destroying with its might
in time it stops and hits the wall
the roll of destruction has taken its fall
when it becomes part of the scene
the picture of life, but what does it mean

who will notice a rock? will you?
the picture is clear and etched in time
lifeless it sits there as the years go by
motionless it just blends in with the sky

the pieces and chips are left behind
of the ones it hit and smashed and destroyed
did it know the path of its fall?
who or what it would hit, no not at all
but still it fell, and no-one knows why
boringone

<small>[ February 03, 2005, 06:33 AM: Message edited by: boringone ]</small>