Lost In The Grain

like an old picture, hanging on some dusty wall. in a room where no one goes, down at the end of the hall. lives drawn in crayon, by hands that have since grown old. lost somewhere in memories, by a fire that has grown cold. we were the wind and rain, the ones who wouldnt love in vain. the river steady, the sudden change, the mountain's silence, the midnite train... we were the wood lost in the grain. you gave up your heart, i gave up my home. we burned a trail in the dark just before dawn. we touched the raw wound, learned to name the scars. never thinking of going back, of giving up or betraying hearts. we were the wind and rain, the ones who wouldnt love in vain. the river steady, the sudden change, the mountain's silence, the midnite train... we were the wood lost in the grain.