What is this urge I have?
I find it growing deep inside of me.
I need something...
Every time I look I find myself lost.
I don't know this pain,
All I know is it's driving me insane.
In my mind I run,

I hear the rain
Tapping on the window.
Like the pulse of a heart rapidly beating,
My life is slowly being sucked away.
The train coasts by.
Do I deserve all of this pain?
In my mind I run.

I see the light flickering gently,
and the leaves flowing across the arid ground,
Calmly without a sound.
Through this I still hear,
The pounding of the rain.
I want to run.

I wait and listen,
And I've lost track of time.
I hide behind my own lies,
I leave them to comfort me.
It's not working!
I want to run.

I watch the dark clouds rumble by.
The lightning cracks,
And the thunder follows in its path.
The wind creaks the porch door
I can not stand this any longer.

Out the door and past the train.
Past the willow tree… all the leaves,
I run through the open streets.
The streetlights shine above me.
Children's laughter flood my head.
Running...

One broken wing brings the rain.
Caw… caw,
Birds call to one another through the heavy rain.

The gnarled trees… its' branches swing.
I must be the only being seeing what's happening.
I run to the oak tree.
I run and I seem to never be out of breath.
My legs just don't seem to want to stop.
My hair flows behind me
Greenish-blue under the moon light.

I push myself along the heavy winds;
Am I running for sanity?
Over all the times I've been left alone,
I desire now nothing but what I've had.
White and black faces stare from the windows.
Let them see me.
Chattering lips move in dismay,
with fingers pointing.
Reaching out to see and discover what is possible.

I open my arms and flow with the wind.
The moonlight shines down on me,
I stop and fall to my knees.
My head bowed and my arms crossed over my body,
I rock back and forth.
I feel my own warm tears mixed with cold rain,
Across my face and in my hands.
I have fought,
But have I lost?

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