I take my water with a slice of sour lemon
And my whiskey with a pinch of salt
Then wake up after noon
On the same trampled bed of flowers
Every day, whatever, not my fault
Cause I will go and they'll grow back just like before
A little wilder and a lot more dark
Til I return after a day looking for light but I'll be lucky
If I even find one spark
But then after the blackout's a rebirth
And Persephone rises to the earth
After a winter where I got so old
There's still a quiet tension that could hold
Miles of pain
Send back the rain
I'm crying so hard that my moans wake up the sky
It starts to thunder and cry back at me
But the strangers on this train car
Can't be bothered to look over at me
So I'm free to do my thing
Until I have to step outside and there the sunlight
Burn into all of my open woulds
It's like I'm naked striding up a mountain every heavy step I take Into this great monsoon
But that's when every bright thing comes alive
Beyond the jagged rocks, there is a light
Returned to big wide hills of Hyacinth
I feel so raw in the open air, it lifts
The blood from my veins
Send back the rain
Now there's a motor pushing me to run
I follow Hermes clear across the sun
Out of the dead and back towards to spring
I see the clouds and tell them everything
Is to remain
Send back the rain