This is part of a song with little revision.
One side to every story, just one side is seen
Kaleidoscopes dance with images no one's ever seen
Here--the railing's rusted. {hold tight}
Clear--a harmless endeavour
For the emotions of those left behind
But whose tire marks will they find?
No obstructions, but those of my mind
I won't hurt them this way
I'll find slicker pavement someday
Anywhere, anytime: just so the sun won't shine on me
{There will be no note to leave}
Accident they will only believe
::Wait for the rain
Wait for the rain
*overlapping:* You promised to dance with me in the rain
Chalk lines;
Will they be outlines--
Or faded memories of childhood playtime(s)?
That the rain came and washed away;
Colorful portraits riddled with mistakes
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