Luis Neer - Poem for Alex, 10-5-2015 lyrics

We are still sleepwalking beneath a thunderstorm in watercolor and there may only be one place where we may feel correct at any moment be it some front porch in blue galoshes or the edge of the state howling to the river an attempt to eat the starlight Tonight we are in rooms reaching for streetlamps or basements or airplanes roaring We always belong beneath rain We put it there because it is needed Though invisible we must find ways of manifesting ourselves This occurring on our behalf This on our own terms