Now That the Rain Has Gone - Rod MacDonald

    There's a pause in the traffic
    The first rays of the sun
    Blazing the window, its the day
    And I sit in this room three thousand miles from home
    Watching the light relect on the clay

    Time to turn the flame around
    Time to burn the white shroud
    Time to look beyond the grave
    Now that the rain has gone
    Now that the rain has gone
    Now that the rain has gone away

    Once I was a slave worker
    A fact in the machine
    By night I dreamed I went to play
    Now I walk past that window
    Everyday I know my dream
    Comes closer, till it comes to stay

    Time to line the edge to stars
    Time to travel by the arts
    Time to say we'll meet again another day
    Now that the rain has gone
    Now that the rain has gone
    Now that the rain has gone away

    Once I was a master
    Had a vision in my eyes
    No one's freedom mattered in the balance way
    If you'd come as a flower
    l'd have made you bloom each time
    In a garden where you'd never own a space
    Time to treat you like a babe
    Time to dig for you no grave
    Time to let your blossoms fall where they may

    Now that the rain has gone
    Now that the rain has gone
    Now that the rain has gone away

    1987 Blue Flute Music (ASCAP)
    Disk

    Marco Giunco
    Work Basket Music Words