We can't capture the Rapture

We are always looking to capture,

Be it cities or memories,

Moods or designs,

People and places,

We are just looking for a sign.

A living, breathing world,

Concocting its fables,

And holding onto the fabric on its tables.

Always trying to capture,

Cities or memories,

Moods or designs,

People and places,

We want to leave something behind.

Something,

Anything,

Just trying to find,

Because even the Rapture will leave us behind.