Until the Rain Comes |
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| Today I sail from the shores of my homeland
reflections upon the water enchant my searching eyes Across the flaming clouds rides the brave Apollo until the rain comes leaving silence on the sky I lay upon the soft green grass and think for many days voices to my left and right tear me in two ways Upon reaching the ancient age of 18 I have found what is round isn't round at all, and what is up may be down A windy day is running near, the white dove flys alone broken brothers tear the earth and turn into dried up bones I ask for an answer and do not hear a sound lies upon lies again, until the rain comes The emerald waves lap upon the shore kiss the naked body of the night before The sweet young sparrow weeps for things she's never done and I'll drink her love, when the rain comes So I cut the ropes that bind my craft to the shore and sail upon the open sea, where freedom flows so pure Back upon the sandy beach a child cries with dawn I'll never return again, until the rain comes |
Notes
Written around 1968. Known from a notebook with handwritten lyrics sold at an auction in 2006.
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