Another rain song
Feel the rain; gray permeating,
Out east,
The rolling hilltops
Are rife with greenest grasses
Damp and rustling, rain
When it stops someday they’ll turn brown in soft pink light
as the sun-glare lowers to the glassy sea
Look away! Out into oncoming night
Stars swim into view and the harvest moon is yellow
over those eastward hills
Always staying and watching.
Later the rain comes down again under her gaze
It’ll roll on through the streets and sidewalks, creating cracks and crevices in stone
Carving out a new,
destructive
design
It’ll crumble the buildings into skeletal fragments,
and then they’ll all fade away.
Bring the rain,
Bring the rain.
Call it down upon this sickness and clear the way
For the heart to rise again.
It’s cold.
I’m sorry but it had to be this way.
It’s the rules.
It has to come down.
We have to fall
But it won’t be the end.
We’ll face the flood
So we can learn how to swim.
(rain)
Feel the rain; gray permeating,
Out east,
The rolling hilltops
Are rife with greenest grasses
Damp and rustling, rain
When it stops someday they’ll turn brown in soft pink light
as the sun-glare lowers to the glassy sea
Look away! Out into oncoming night
Stars swim into view and the harvest moon is yellow
over those eastward hills
Always staying and watching.
Later the rain comes down again under her gaze
It’ll roll on through the streets and sidewalks, creating cracks and crevices in stone
Carving out a new,
destructive
design
It’ll crumble the buildings into skeletal fragments,
and then they’ll all fade away.
Bring the rain,
Bring the rain.
Call it down upon this sickness and clear the way
For the heart to rise again.
It’s cold.
I’m sorry but it had to be this way.
It’s the rules.
It has to come down.
We have to fall
But it won’t be the end.
We’ll face the flood
So we can learn how to swim.
(rain)