Weather Report
Did you see the love
Leaking out of my eyes
And know that you were once
My blue skies
Now you’re all cloudy days
Trying to convince me
That I am the rain
But some days you say
I’m not the rain
But a perfect storm
A tsunami, or a hurricane
Wrecking your perfect life
By simply being
Unexpected
And sometimes I’m not the storm
I am only the sea
Drowning who you are
Or only who you wanted to be
Not calm and implacable
But storm tossed and raving
You were the sailor
I should have been saving
But I didn’t
And sometimes I’m not the sea
I’m a siren’s call
You couldn’t help what you did
You couldn’t help yourself at all
Because I pulled you to me
And I took you under
Was I a siren or you a pirate
Which one cares to plunder
But it’s my fault
Did you see the love
Dripping down my face
Becoming its own sea
Or have you erased
All memories of me
Trying to convince yourself
That you are free
And that all your pain
Was because
Of me.
