I wanted to write
a one-chord song for Plastic Mikey, and this is the result.
Current
listening: The Partridge Family, Notebook
Storm
© 1995 Brian
Hutzell
The sun did not
shine
It was too wet to
play
Outside the storm
raged away
Inside my humor
turned gray
Crash-landing my
new model plane
In the turbulence
brought on by rain
This is not a
good game
Weather, weather
the storm
Weather, weather
the storm
This is the calm
before the storm
Pressed
underneath its heaving scorn
On the surface it
looks comfortable and warm
But the blanket
of security’s been torn
Didn’t hear the
thunder
Didn't see the
lightening
Didn’t feel the
electronic web around us tightening
But I caught the
anger
In the aimless
violence
Read the writing
on the wall in the sullen silence
Weather, weather
the storm
Weather, weather
the storm
This is the calm
before the storm
The room where
history is born
Cut through and
through with flashing sword
Leaving the
lessons unexplored
Didn’t hear the
bullets
That fell like
raindrops
Didn't feel the
hail that hit my head like hurricane shots
Weather, weather
the storm
Weather, weather
the storm
This is the calm
before the storm
The stage is set
for us to perform
We'd better act
before it pours
“Honey, Mars is melting!”
Brian Hutzell
from MMXIII
Variations, Part 1: Square Feet
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