Rain In The River
Raindrops of Existence: Navigating Life's Currents in Adam Greenberg's Melody
Lyrics
Dress shoes flooding the city streets
Dress shoes inundating the urban streets
They walk like salmon running
People move persistently like migrating salmon
Souls lie under every pair of feet
Every person carries their own essence or spirit
Those footsteps can't be followed
Paths of individuals can't be replicated or mimicked
Interstates and break pedals
Highways and car brakes
Red faces lit by tail lights
Flushed faces illuminated by car lights
So many lives can slow the flow
Many lives affect the pace of the evening rush hour
Of five o'clock's release into the night
The release from the routine at five o'clock into the night
It's strange but its alright
Strange, yet acceptable
But still it feels so strange to know
It's unsettling to realize
That I'm just a drop of rain in the river
The speaker feels insignificant like a raindrop in a river
I'm just a drop a rain in the river
Reiteration of feeling like an insignificant raindrop
It seems so difficult
Finding one's identity seems challenging
To find me a drop of rain in this river
Struggling to stand out in the crowd
Till cupid pulls an arrow from his quiver
Love's intervention might change this feeling
While I see a sea of people before me
While the speaker faces a multitude, they appear the same to others
The sea sees me as itself
The collective views the speaker as part of themselves
Of all the many sentences to read
Among numerous stories, the speaker is just another
I'm just another book upon the shelf
The speaker is one of many experiences
And my cyclical emotions
Emotions follow a pattern akin to the weather
Rise and fall with the weather
A gloomy city on a gloomy day
A dreary city on a dreary day
Do all raindrops feel similarly in this setting?
Does every droplet
Accepting the strangeness as tolerable
Feel the need to feel this way?
It's disconcerting to acknowledge
It feels strange but it's okay
Odd, yet permissible
But it feels so strange to know
Feels unsettling to recognize
That I'm just a drop of rain in the river
Emphasizing feeling insignificant, like a raindrop in a river
I'm just a drop a rain in the river
Reiterating the sentiment of insignificance
It seems so difficult
Continuing struggle to stand out among many
To find me a drop of rain in this river
Until love intervenes, altering this feeling
Till cupid pulls an arrow from his quiver
Love's impact might change the perspective
It feels so strange to know
Reiterating the feeling of insignificance
That I'm just a drop of rain in the river
Emphasizing the metaphor of being a raindrop
I'm just a drop a rain in the river
Reiteration of feeling small and insignificant
It seems so difficult
Continued struggle to differentiate oneself
To find me a drop of rain in this river
Until love intervenes, potentially altering this feeling
Till cupid pulls an arrow from his quiver
Love's intervention might change the outlook
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