Remember how the rain used to fall?
You would limp
You didn't have a knee
And yet you always smiled

Alan would mumble
Something fully unintelligable
About england or his childhood

And we'd turn the corner to the springs
Or the dam, or the mountain
Wherever we were going

The roads were closed because of the
Seirious rain

But we kept walking.
Life was so simple because
You had chosen victory

And it would take some time
But your needle filled arm
It healed
And you smiled

Skin graft after skin graft and
This one would stick

Even in the rain

It washed everything
And we were clean.