Dripping like a faucet
From your pretty face
more clear than a crystal
the ever falling rain
Carried by the clouds
around this big old world
filling up the ponds and lakes
that fill your ever greedy glass
Never stops flowing through the busy streams
just as your blood runs through your skinny veins
You take it for granted
kill it with your waste
What if it stopped never to come again
Would it scare you as much as the selfish thought
of your strong sturdy heart rotting away with the night
Dripping like a faucet
from your pretty face
More murky than the mud
the ever falling rain