Steer On

The rain falls like felt-pen confetti

And the sun will not be drawn

In clouds laid out in blankets

You submit to a yawn. 

The rays streak through windows

Like eyes pouring ink-stained tears

On a page that got smudged

Over years and years and years. 

A line disappears from the page

And the sun becomes a ball

In years disguised as moments

I submit to them all. 

Your almond eyes spill tears

Like boats on Niagara Falls

Before they disappear. 

And you scrawl, you scrawl and scrawl. 

The world hangs in one moment 

You show me what you've drawn - 

Your sun, your clouds, your rainbow

I submit to them all. 

I'm a wreck in a storm

And I won't sleep through this one. 

I'll draw us map to the shore

And steer on and on and on.