This sounds like a song I barfed out in the drought A love song for the rain I miss you like the wind hugs wings Like the mountain's fingertips on the tops of trees Tickling the sky's belly like soupy clouds Washing the blue bowl clean with the spoon in your eye I can see you relentlessness in the muddy puddles Where retting is
Shattering the splintered stalk Where golden braids pour into drops Shattering the splintered stalk Where golden braids pour into drops
