Hands Clasping Grey

Splashing Puddles
In yellow raincoats
Our group's waiting ahead
Waiting for the boats
We're leaving this town
Leaving this place
Forgetting their voice
Forgetting their face
Swim the waters
Climb the trees
Scabbing hands
Beat-up knees
Running through the brush
Branches snatching
It's not your breath
That you are catching
Your hand grabs mine
We race to the end
Let us finish
Let us pretend
We're somewhere else
Running together
In this calm wind
In this rainy weather
Our group's up ahead
Waiting for the boats
Splashing through puddles
In yellow raincoats