Home of the Brave
Await unequaled thought and virtuosity
Desire lies in wait, a precious cup, a stone or some such
Absent moments, ones which raised the heart to stand so great
Cannot choose not to deny
Blame falls easy silently
Darkness preferable, comfort found again
In solitude, a door into an empty room
A door to familiar desolation
The spoils of past years lost for reason
Lost for some notions of new days
Inside there is gentleness
Calm preceding tears
Oh, cry again, cry again
Moment of toil, moment of toil
Stop Your Fussin
Toni Childs, David Ricketts, David Batteau
I'd never change a single thing I've done
I'll pack my bags and say I'm on my way back now
just keep the trains long, long, loves distance far from me
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way back home
let the rain come down
let the rain come down
come down on me
come down
let it come down
how could I hold you in so close
and how could I not let anybody know
how sweet it is to call your name
if you loved me once
would it be the same
the smell of love
is fresh inside my heart
and not all the things we've learned
to tear us both apart
what I feel now tells me I must go
I'm not who you love anymore
let the rain come down
let the rain come down
come down on me
come down
let it come down