Experiences are raindrops
falling through the sky
each one precious, each one different
let me tell the reason why
Our life is like the sky you see
through which these raindrops fall
we savour precious moments
but cannot keep them all
and so they pass right through our lives
and leave barely a trace
not affecting if we win or lose
just how we ran the race
No matter if they’re good or bad
there’s one place they all go
to join the waters of our life
and urge the rivers flow
and as they join the swirling mass
on the surface or down deep
they become like distant memories
we were not able to keep
but while they’re tumbling through our lives
and we can still enjoy the ride
we try to find the happy ones
from the other ones we hide
but in the end they all become
part of the river bed
as the waters of our life dry up
and leave us here for dead