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)