After The Fall

Tomorrow would have been my dad's 72nd birthday. Two years ago he was dying in a hospital while his second wife picked a fight and ran my brother and I off on two separate occasions. This time last year I didn't think about him. This year I did.

After The Fall

I lit another candle today
but not for you per se
but you still came to mind
how many years left behind?

Dreaming through these golden leaves
as one whose heart still grieves
for what could never be
and what never was in reality

So the heavens drop a tear in return
Some lessons are not meant to be learned
They're really not lessons at all
they're just the sky crying after the fall.

And so I bury my thoughts inside
as if my soul could hide
forever what I'm feeling
it just leaves my mind reeling

An open door breaks my reverie
a rushing wind of clarity
that I neither asked for nor wanted
yet it arrives undaunted

as the heavens drop a tear in return
Some lessons are not meant to be learned
They're really not lessons at all
they're just the sky crying after the fall.

And the chill is on its way, I know
Isn't that the way all things go
I'll fight this fire with fire
until I shiver uninspired and tired
waiting, waiting on the snow...

and the heavens drop a tear in return
Some lessons are not meant to be learned
They're really not lessons at all
they're just the sky crying after the fall.

c.10/30/2009 by Bob Young