I know what you're thinking. "What a hippie!" First I write about knight air, then colors that make up me, now this fluff about rain. It's nice fluff! I wrote this after dancing out in a rain storm on an unseasonably warm January day. I came in and wrapped up in a blanket and wrote furiously. It was a very inspired piece of prose. I think that Nick was the rain to me, in a symbolic way. This became a pretty sloppy "Black Annie" song. I really should have practiced more before we put it on the album. There are a few very questionable notes! *smile*
January 15, 1991
The rain has always freed my soul,
kept my clean, calm, and positive.
When I feel the rain on my body
protection surrounds, making me strong.
As the rain falls to my lips
I taste the cure for all my suffering.
Perchance the rain falls to my eyes;
then vision restores and they shine again.
My visage and the rain soon meet
And inner colors glow bright once more.
If there should ever cease to be rain
the spirit will lose me and I will fall.
For you, to me, have become the rain.
The only life that can always make me love.
(~*
