Rain Song

So tell me of the future, as I sit down and pray

So tell me of the treasures, and the pitfalls in the way

Summer city, bathed in golden light, a simple secret, knowing no return

This is where I was born and died

This is where I want to be

This is the land that I call home

And you can't take that from me

So tell me of the bridges, as we pass underneath

So tell me of the stones, and what lies beneath

Why speak of stones if it's the arch that matters to me ?

Without the stone, there can be no bridge