Rain Dance
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Cold sleep in itself is dreamless
Quietly rising
A sign of the fortune and the lightning
Lay beneath her
Trunk drawn in from the nautilus
In a drawer of old
From a scroll that, except from beyond
Is no longer.
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
We thought of opening the chrysalis
We did the rain dance
A joy to find a helper
In one another
It dripped down from the branches
Covered me in its wetness
He will rise again to a state
Of uncovered
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Cold sleep in itself is dreamless
Quietly rising
A sign of the fortune and the lightning
Lay beneath her
Trunk drawn in from the nautilus
In a drawer of old
From a scroll that, except from beyond
Is no longer.
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
We thought of opening the chrysalis
We did the rain dance
A joy to find a helper
In one another
It dripped down from the branches
Covered me in its wetness
He will rise again to a state
Of uncovered
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Whoa...
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Martin Kirk
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