I look up from my newspaper   one coldish day in November   you are charmed   I'm sure   to watch me fumble   when I see you through the window      The rain is slowing   just a steady plashing   over the awning   & the wind chimes sing so   soft & high   I feel so many things   all at the same time      In a better moment   I'm sure at least    one of us might have spoken   but you smile    and I wave    and we both look away   I think about you all day      Who am I now?   a girl with a fist full of lives   I stare out my window   & I'm shattered every time   By the way the trees seem so   fixed against the sky   while I   while I   while I   just keep on falling      Like rain   slowly   splashing   over the awning   while wind chimes sing   so soft & high   I guess everything is true   all at the same time