{"id":224,"date":"2019-07-21T01:09:21","date_gmt":"2019-07-21T01:09:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/davidsprojects.us\/writing\/?p=224"},"modified":"2019-07-21T01:09:21","modified_gmt":"2019-07-21T01:09:21","slug":"standin-in-the-rain","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.davidsprojects.us\/writing\/2019\/07\/21\/standin-in-the-rain\/","title":{"rendered":"Standin’ in the Rain"},"content":{"rendered":"

In the rain,<\/p>\n

feelin’ insane.<\/p>\n

As I just stood there,<\/p>\n

losin’ my brain.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In the rain,<\/p>\n

sayin’ nothing in vain.<\/p>\n

As I just waited there,<\/p>\n

stayin’ in the cold.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I waited and waited for Mr. Blue Sky,<\/p>\n

to come and take me away.<\/p>\n

For me to soar to the heavens and fly,<\/p>\n

only thing that came was rain in its stay.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

When Mr. Blue Sky didn’t show,<\/p>\n

I couldn’t wait anymore.<\/p>\n

So I got in my car and began to go,<\/p>\n

go where… I wasn’t necessarily sure.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

All I could think of was the wheels turning,<\/p>\n

under me as I drove away from my past.<\/p>\n

Not thinking too much where I was yearning,<\/p>\n

or even making my getaway too fast.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Those wheels turning,<\/p>\n

round, round, round.<\/p>\n

Not sure where they are going,<\/p>\n

bound, bound, bound.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Towards a new future,<\/p>\n

for you and me.<\/p>\n

Our past is unsure,<\/p>\n

until it turns into a memory.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

As I drove I saw loads of people,<\/p>\n

that reminded me of you: Mr. Blue Sky.<\/p>\n

Happy faces all about, couples holding hands.<\/p>\n

As my hands grasped the cold wheel.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

In the rain, feelin’ insane. As I just stood there, losin’ my brain.   In the rain, sayin’ nothing in vain. As I just waited there, stayin’ in the cold.   I waited and waited for Mr. Blue Sky, to come and take me away. For me to soar to the heavens and fly, only […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-224","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidsprojects.us\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/224","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidsprojects.us\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidsprojects.us\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidsprojects.us\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidsprojects.us\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=224"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidsprojects.us\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/224\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidsprojects.us\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=224"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidsprojects.us\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=224"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidsprojects.us\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=224"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}