water
 is flowing from the hill
 tears are
 running down your face
 like the raindrops
 like raindrops
 
 a serenade echoes brightly among the whispering beams of light
 sound and sight sparkle softly as the rise to become a multitude of impressions
 thousands of reflections in a mirror ball
 
 
 broken crystal as it falls to the ground seven seconds later
 
 raindrops
 are falling from the sky
 tears are
 falling from your eye
 like the raindrops
 like raindrops