In the Weather House

there was a time they were together
dancers on a music box
all was peace and harmony
as they turned in clement weather

now one by one they turn about,
one days there’s rain, another sun
they move about in thunder storms
she steps in, he steps out

i never see her look his way
he never bows or takes her hand
he steps out, she steps in
they have nothing left to say

they live to serve the weather house
he never sleeps
she never dreams
when he steps in she steps out


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