Sunday It Rained

sunday it rained

they drove me down to the station

jehovah says the beautiful ones

always break your heart

they put me reeling on the train

corpse without a brain

the shadow of her

flickered in the rain

like a phantom

she’s been calling out

save our love

i’m going down

where no one with a soul can find me

i will fly through the air

with ashes on my forehead

she put the flowers in my heart

ache into the dark

i’ll never be able to travel the stars without her

she’s been calling out

save our love

while away the hours while the other children play

always alone

silent through the years but then the poetry will say

always in love

drifting through the forest in a sentimental way

always alone

lying in the grass and then the sweet amorphous haze

always in love