Wind And Rain

These drops of water from the sky
Are tears of heaven on the fly
They found an escape route
And rode the southern winds for commute
Leaving the best was hard
But easy to stop the charade
They rested where the humans pray
Bringing to life the dry clay
Life is a journey long
Ride the winds of time with a song

Fringe Benefits

I plan to ride a boat into your heart
No truck no van but peddle smart
I can't get rid of this part
And without it my story would be a tart
No time to restart
Can't tear the plan apart
Your short fringe and a warm heart

Makes me cling to you like a piece of art

Your retorts and the short departs
Are the only complex part