From the Stars

I saw a friend that I once knew at a funeral

He took the time out to be seen

His eyes kept glancing to the hour hand

On the gold watch

That he'd been given by a magaze

He didn't cry when the priest gave the sermon

Just pulled up the woollen collar on his fleece

Crossed his arms gave a sigh and checked the time again

As he sat inches from the wife of the deceased

He catches raindrops from his window

It reminds him of how we fall

From the stars back to our cities

Where we've never felt so small

Raindrops from his window

Making puddles in his hands

He sees how quick the water's rising

As another raindrop lands

He took a chuffeur driven car back to his hotel

Passing through the city streets where he was born

He said "Driver what's happened to these buildings?

They all look rundown and so forlorn"

He took a shower in the bathroom of his penthouse

Put the 'do not disturb' on his door

When the maid came in the morning

She found him shivering on the bedroom floor

He catches raindrops from his window

It reminds him of how we fall

From the stars back to our cities

Where we've never felt so small

Raindrops from his window

Making puddles in his hands

He sees how quick the water's rising

As another raindrop lands

He catches raindrops from his window

It reminds him of how we fall

From the stars back to our cities

Where we've never felt so small

Raindrops from his window

Making puddles in his hands

He sees how quick the water's rising

As another raindrop lands