Part of a Song

Under the Waterfall 

"In the park the leaves are falling

 so begins the autumn again.

  Sun without a spark of heat

  shining cold in the room

  where I am.

  Staring out rainwater windows

  people walk the black boulevards

  blown about like falling leaves

  soft as memories through my tears.

  By the bridge the river's whisper

  echoes only emptiness i know

  floes of ice and frosted light

  l learned the lonely language long ago."

  Lyrics by Kevin Curran

 Happy Birthday a day late.