Droplet by Final Perigee

the sea of faces
the pretty change of scenery
with every color
and not a shade left unexplored
the crashing ocean
raindrops returning from the sky
all things repeated
my water fits right in

i'm not special
i'm not different at all
i'm drowning
in the clouds that block the light
i'm not special
i'm not different at all
i'm just a drop
from the clouds that block the light

a tree of faces
the leaves won't change to something new
repeat the sameness
and let fresh eyes gaze up at you
but there is fruit
to be enjoyed
it satisfies
that hungry noise

i'm not special
i'm not different at all
i'm drowning
in the clouds that block the light
i'm not special
i'm not different at all
i'm just a drop
from the clouds that block the light

i want my purpose
i bear no fruit
i want my purpose

i'm not special
i'm not different at all
i'm drowning
in the clouds that block the light
i'm not special
i'm not different at all
i'm just a drop
from the clouds that block the light

• Experimental
• avant garde
• improvisation
• misc
• Fresno