From the recording Learning to Sing (2020)

Lotus Wight, Banjo
Mastering by Greg Calbi


Oh my dear
Why does silence rain?
Aren't we growing old enough?
Why must we play games?

Oh my dear
Why do phrases hang?
Aren't we dreaming far enough?
To see through the rain?

Toss and turn and wait for more
To open up our minds shut door
Could we love each other more
And don't we know the other goes
Doesn't mean the love will blow
Away like all the winter snow

Oh my dear
I long to be the plains
Simple to see far away
Hardly the mundane
Fraught will all my pain
I'm so thirsty for your rain.