In the Meantime

Life's expectations

Free-fall so slowly

Like the alabaster trickle

Of a snowflake

I'm in there somewhere

In the winter breeze

I'm out there melting

In the busy streets

I'm in the meantime

In the falling leaves

That big, old, mean time

Might've been the weather

Or it might've been the moon

Blood red and hanging low

Reminded me of you

You're in there somewhere

In the winter breeze

You're out there melting

In the busy streets

You're in the meantime

In the falling leaves

That big, old, mean time