Ain't no rain,
upon this land,
creeks runnin' dry,
wildflowers in bloom,
too soon.... too soon
Blackbird singing his mournful tune..
too soon.... too soon...
Ain't no water upon this land.
Creeks runnin' dry...
wildflowers in bloom,
too soon.... too soon...
And still we swim in this empty sea
of destiny...
And still we swim in this empty sea
of destiny...
Ain't no rain upon this land,
Creeks runnin' dry...
and still we swim in this empty sea
of destiny...
Drowning in our misery,
Drowning in our misery,
Drowning in our misery...
Ain't no rain upon this land,
and still we swim in this empty sea
of destiny...
Drowning in our misery,
Drowning in our misery,
Drowning in our misery...
