wait for the rain

I could move to the east
find a welcome change there
I could settle in the west
I hear there’s home on the range there
Travel north, I’m getting colder
Go down south when I get older
but for now I’ll stick where I am
pointing like a worn weather vane
and wait for the rain:
to make the sky turn grey
wait for the rain
to wash my sins away
wait for the rain - if I can’t be with you
there’s nothing else to do but
wait for the rain.

The men in suits are only carriers

they leave my roots in grave condition,
The clouds roll in like ghostly barriers
We'll all assume the same position,
someday. 
We'll all assume the same position,
someday. 

I could go downtown
and be closer to the action there
I could join up with the carnival
I’m not opposed to the attraction there’s
no shortage of choices
"just take your chances", say the voices
but for now I’ll stick where I am
pointing like a worn out weather vane
and wait for the rain
to make the sky turn grey
wait for the rain
to wash my scents away
wait for the rain - if I can’t be with you
there’s nothing else to do but
wait for the rain



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