Wow, I wrote this one so long ago. I had hoped one of the Bard’s I sent it to would record it but I’m not sure that ever happened. I love this song, and the deep poignant tune that goes with it. I’m pretty sure I have the lyrics right. I struggled with finding a completed copy in written form, leaving me with trying to capture the right words from my own caterwauling mp3 attempt.


We are down, sore and dry
Our balance lost and we wonder why.
The wounds run deep in this burned land,
And the crossroads stand at the heart of man.
The fires of fate will have their due,
Before powers unite it needs be renewed.

[Chorus]

Bring us the rain, pourin’ down
Bring us the rain, pourin’ down
Lift our hands, opened wide
Bring us the rain.

The sun’s deep kiss to fires feed
No glistening dew bringing what we need
Our Voices soft in all the noise
Our cries unheard, lost within the void
This fall from grace and labor’s toil
No fruits to glean from the barren soil

[Chorus]

A child’s smile, their face upturned
Their future bought, hearts unconcerned
We seek the change to heal the pains
The bonds to break no more links in the chains
Fires rage out of control
To be restored we must first console.

[Chorus X2]

And Bring us the Rain…