Blue light rain,
Well unbroken chain,
Looking for familiar faces
In an empty window pane.
Listening for the secret,
Searching for the sound
But I could only hear the preacher
And the baying of his hounds.
Willow sky, woh,
I walk and wonder why,
They say love your brother,
But you will catch it when you try.
Roll you down the line poor boy,
Drop you for a loss,
Ride you out on the cold railroad
And nail you to a cross.
November and more,
As I wait for the score,
They’re telling me forgiveness
Is the key to every door.
A slow winter day
A night like forever
Sink like a stone,
Float like the feather.
Lilac rain, unbroken chain
Song of the Saw-Whet owl.
Out on a mountain, it’ll drive you insane
Listening to the winds howl.
Unbroken chain of sorrow and pearls,
Unbroken chain of sky and sea.
Unbroken chain of the western wind,
Unbroken chain of you and me.