For the times when you can't dance in the rain |
Shelter It was winter when I saw you in the corner Sat down taking shelter from the rain And I thought to myself, maybe I ought to Offer my umbrella for a change As clouds began to darken, flat and fleeting With caution in the wind on which they're blown With silver linings, drums of the same beating Seeming stranger when you've faced the world alone And though chivalry may come as second nature There's vulnerability in sharing sacred space With someone more important there's a danger Someone who already holds a place Deeper in the shelter than they fathom In the belfry of sprung metal, wired, trussed Flapping round inside, somehow we have them Caught beneath the fabric with our trust A phantom of a host who's never dwelt there A ghost of future echoes yet to be? Fluttering in shadows as our heart scares Our mind decides the forms we choose to see As notions churn and flap around the belfry Fantasies, they fly amidst the folds Sprung steel, tines so taut, yet they won't tell me Of the things that haunt this framework web, they hold Butterflies, bright, flitting round our stomachs Black bats casting shadows on the heart Either way integral to our running Either way an all important part So bear in mind the gift of an umbrella Regardless of how casual or plain It can sometimes mean much more than they will tell you … sometimes it's more than shelter from the rain |