Romany Rain

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Romany Rain

Hello, I’m a gypsy, who are you?

They tell me you’re a gypsy too.

They say you can’t stand to stay in one place,

That you can read a whole book on one person’s face

And when times are hard, you play a sad tune

While singing your heart out to a near-empty room.

I’m sure that the stars dance ‘round in your head

And the words that you read were all penned by the dead

Can the wind make you sway to the song that’s inside

While you dream of the day that you’ll finally fly?

Can you, like me, feel the shapes and the colors

That surround and embrace the lifetimes of others?

Or feel in one breath that something is wrong

And anger the ones who dislike the strong

I suppose that you dance in whirls of flame

With wild hair flying that you never could tame

Your skirt wraps around you like so many waves

And captures the eyes of the heart that you crave

You move with the earth not because of your skill

But rather through passion and sheer force of will

Your hands leaving ripples of starlight and pain

For you know all the loss that resulted in gain

If the blood in your veins pulses Romany rain

And the strength in your bones is a constant refrain

Then find me, my friend, for I feel alone

And even a gypsy will still seek a home

So hello, I’m a gypsy, who are you?

They tell me you’re a gypsy too.