Raining in Dublin
The cobwebs are clearing
out of my mind
I wish I had something to say.
It may not be easy,
it may not be so,
but I just… can’t seem… to let go.
Travelling covertly, miles away
to whence, I know I can’t stay.
I wish you were here
I wish I could stay
I wish it were anew
but then wishing just gets old.
Endlessly waiting
for time that flies by.
I know I don’t know what I want.
I need consolation
but leave me alone
success, remorse… it’s no good.
And I just keep saying
I don’t say what I want.
It’s raining in Dublin now, maybe,
but everything else stays the same.