Rain Song

Spring wind blowing, Spring rain falling, couple weeks early,but not too far behind. Gods look the other way, you don't really care, what matters is what happens,what happens is what matters.

Spring wind blowing, turn your collar up, tighten your scarf, that's what I would do. Spring rain falling, your kisses warm 'round my neck, you knitted it just for me, didn't you?

Or did I forget your name? Did I care where your shovel hit me? Break my ribs, don't matter. I'll be dead, then it's your problem.

So many circles round you. So many sandbars, between here and home. So many times....