Praying For Rain

The widow’s heart is like a broke-down car

In the middle of a desert storm

She’ll pray for rain until it comes some day

And washes out valley floor

She’ll say, “the sea is no place for me,

There’s nowhere I can rest”

She’ll say “god, my god, give me back dry land,

I can’t take much more of this”

Oh, you made your choice my daughter

Oh trust me, you can swim a little farther

Daughter of the shadow, has your truth been revealed?

In the darkness you are nothing, in the light you are real

All you see before you is yours to call home

As long as you don’t look for answers you don’t need to know

Oh, you know my voice my father

Oh what’s the point of going any farther?

Oh, do I have a choice my father?

Oh, what’s the point of going any farther?

As the waters rise up, I will look to the sky

And say, “lord, where are you?”

You’ll say, “I was there the whole time my son

You just never asked me what you should do”