In rushing storm clouds and cold, drenching rain
The sky sent no forewarning of gut wrenching change
Wind whipped and whined through skeletal trees
Relieving their burden of golden red leaves

On a dreary, drowned day in the fall of the year
Just a wet, weary day recalled all too clear
When the threads of life snapped in a tick of Time's clock
Until all we had left was our anger and shock

A white minivan crossed the worn yellow line
Hydroplaned over asphalt and Chance was unkind
A drunk with no license in a friend's loaned out car
Came speeding along on his way to the bar

Just a dreary, drowned day in the fall of the year
Another wet, weary day recalled all too clear
When the threads of life snapped in a blink of Time's eye
Until everything left could be summed up in "why?"

Two lives blew away on the bitter iced wind
Leaving us with the ghosts of what might have been
In the boneyard of dreams that should have come true
Our heads bow a moment remembering you

On each dreary, drowned day in the fall of the year
Like that wet, weary day recalled all too clear
The threads of life snapped but Time never stops
Now all we have left are memories and snapshots

04/06/2005

Author's Note: for a song, if i ever get cakewalk figured out and connector for my (electric) keyboard. will revise. criticism would be useful. jake was my youngest brother. been thinking of him lately. his birthday is this month.

Posted on 04/06/2005
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