L'imperfetto

It was, it was raining
There was something that couldn't be seen
Something was breathing, it was breathing
In the bride's room it was hiding
Yet it was moving

Tell me again, tell me again
That everything was coming back as it was
How it burned, how it dispersed
And how it came back
Every time it left

It cried
And it got tired
Like sand it transformed over time
And yet it existed
And it took form
And sometimes I was sure it was born
And it started again

It rose
And it fell
It called and answered itself
It amazed
And it produced
And it expelled sounds
Sounds that it stole

It was raining
But so white and no one took offense
So close
That it was almost there
While watching a ringing phone
That wouldn't stop

It didn't speak
But it knew everything it needed
What it believed
What it didn't see
So precise and imperfect
That no one fit it
If it didn't want, it thanked
With a bow like a tamer it greeted
And then asked
And asked or took
And like a Mexican it walked away