Glass series d Water Under Glass

Water Under Glass (or: Portrait of a smiling man whose soul never got the joke)



I love to hear the rain on the roof

Especially at night

When I'm alone

And happy

And the house creaks to answer sighs I haven't even breathed yet

So I'm not alone

The world is here

And we're both happy

I'm gonna stay awake tonight and listen to the rain I watch the drops slide down my window, each one following the last one's path They're so quiet

I can barely hear them breathe

Behind them I see my smiling reflection, but

They make me look like I'm crying

They remind me of that portrait Dali never painted and all the tears

I've saved for just such a rainy day



I'm going to bed

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