Stronger Than the Drum

I close my eyes, feel the streetlights gleam. Not searching for

you in this neon stream. Your name once echoed down every lane.

Now it's just static and last week's refrain. I trace the curb where we

used to stand. But my feet are moving, I've got new plans.

The sky cracks open, no warning sounds. I lift my chin as the

water comes down. When the rain starts falling again, I don't hide,

I step right in. Every puddle throws back my grin. Like the future's

already begun. When the rhythm pulls me through the storm, I'm not lost,