Rivers

Let them run

Don't wipe them eyes

Don't dry those tears

No

Not yet

Let the rivers run

Let sadness wash over us

And let us drown

Today is down in flames

Tomorrow is up in smoke

And the ashes are again,

Fallen black like acid rain

Let the rivers of sadness drown the flames

Let them run

Let them swallow the smoke

Let the rivers run

Let them wash the ashes away

And let the scars be eaten alive

It's like the same thing

I'm just a little late

I'm always hoping to maybe change

It's like the same thing

You're just a little late

I am away.

It's like the same thing

We're just a little late

I'm always hoping to maybe stay

From the flames to stay away.

By A. Guy