Patterns
Ton : DEnglish
Couplet
The Dmnight sets softly
With the hush of falling Fle-e-Dmeaves
Casting shivering shadows
On the houses through the Ctrees
And the Dmlight from a street lamp
Paints a pattern on my Fwa-a-Dmall
Like the pieces of a Cpuzzle
Or a Bbchild's Cuneven Dmscrawl
Couplet
Up a Dmnarrow flight of stairs
In a narrow little Fro-o-Dmoom
As I lie upon my bed
In the early evening Cgloom.
DmImpaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly Fse-e-e Dm
The pattern of my Clife
And the Bbpuzzle Cthat is Dmme.
Couplet
From the Dmmoment of my birth
To the instant of my Fde-e-Dmeath
There are Patterns I must follow
Just as I must breathe each Cbreath.
Like a Dmrat in a maze
The path before me Fli-i-Dmies
And the pattern never Calters
BbUntil Cthe rat Dmdies.
Couplet
And the Dmpattern still remains
On the wall where darkness Ffe-e-Dmell
And it's fitting that it should
For in darkness I must Cdwell.
Like the Dmcolor of my skin
Or the day that I grow Fo-o-o-Dmold
My life is made of CPatterns
That can Bbscarcely Cbe Dmcontrolled.