oh, the rain

oh i sat atop the hills and tore them down

oh the rain it fell with me to the ground

and i fear that i soon will start to drown

in this water that surrounds

and i dream about golden fields of rye

fields of wheat where we would run for miles and miles

oh my friends don't fear let's drop our bags and dive

into these waters

these waters

these waters surround

amidst these dreams i can dream

and these waters

they surround