Cross - Word Tears

Slow-mo rain caught your name
Next to a bo of wasted glass
Faded picture frames like a myth that could not last
A tired wit that doesn't fit into a box
Or on a spoon
Well I'm over it, said the dreamer to the moon
There's snow painted on the walls
Clever one, tell me what you're thinking of
The lines that you try
Expired a long time ago
You don't see you do not need them
A moment of loss
Now there's no direction you know
When all you can claim is that you're believing
And you don't know why
They're always so anxious to go
Their kindness comes out deceiving
A moment of loss
Now there's no direction you know
When all you can claim is that you're believing
I saw the spotlight of your charms
It was short and wonderful
And as the aging grow no arms
Then how to grow a heartbeat?
Cross-word tears are the years that you don't know what to make of
They take you out of here with a boot left in the mud