Between here and here

Another day and another story
Updates swirling bringing skies of rain
and I sit here knowing what was already known,
don’t need no more bad news…
’cause life is life
and until the shoes are worn
ain’t no one knowing
just gossip remaining
and the remaining sounds of a tune
sung like a hymn,
remembering when.
Nothing can change the course of time
we come
we go,
and all that remains are words for what it’s worth,
for some so much,
for some just a mark on the wall of growing,
endless…till we’re done
then we go back perhaps to start again,
depends who’s asked
but all I know is invisible faces
match the ache for those missing,
and the news broadcast,
just another story
like we all have,
pain and love and loss and what lies between
here and here
and all the empty spaces
waiting to be heard,
waiting for the story in truth be told,
our real truth as we know it,
as we hide it
as it will be written on empty skies tinted
in shades of purple
and still the rains a’comin
and there ain’t no stopping what was written
on Heavens stone
way back before
we came round.
Gotta shout
wanna cry
and I don’t really know why
’cause its just another story
meandering through every one that came before
yours,
mine,
and all that wasn’t known
what wasn’t seen
in between.