Step into the street with me, I want to go to the other side. I do not want to go alone, so please walk with me. If you have friends that might like to go with us, by all means, invite them. I do not what to go alone.
This rain and the grey that permeates our lives, making the spring of yesterday seem like so long ago. The grey of now is all I see. The street is wet and slick. The gutter full and flowing, wide as a river. The rain falls without concern for my vision or my chill. I want to go to the other side, but I do not want to go alone. Please walk with me.
We thought I would go first. It was in the cards. But now the rain has mixed this up, and we do not know which will be first. If you go first I will have to cross on my own, so I choose to go together. Across the street to the other side. I do not want to cross alone. Please walk with me.
swstark 