Its been a hell of a long time.
A guy can go mad with this long between events. when those events have become the reason, and the bits in between are just space between the events.
Jeez. Too deep.
How about this. A song that keeps on popping up. I havent heard Aphrodite sing. But if she did, she would sound like this:
I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls.
And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies.
My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day.
And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme.
And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you.
And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I.
Its even better hearing it. Two versions, both great.
Waiting waiting.
Its too long.
No advice for this I'm afraid. Just try to keep things together in the spaces in between.
If you have any advice, please feel free to give it.
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