And The Rain - The Idle Race

Crystal coloured glass containing pictures of my past

And wonders that you never even dreamed

Light reflecting shades of my childhood younger days

And rainbows sometimes never having rained

Times that went so fast, good times that couldn’t last

Like lightning, never striking twice

Years that weren’t so bad, the days that weren’t so bright

Like clouds that formed and broke up over night

I climb the twisting path of fate

And I look down on the village far below

And the rain comes and mingles with my tears

Why I’m crying I will never know

The misty image forms of a time not now recalled

A wave then ripples on a broken shore

Past present future too, come flashing into view

Like thunder claps that cannot be ignored

And the wind blows through the corridors of years

And my hair is white, many winter snows

And the rain comes and mingles with my tears

Why I’m crying, I will never know

I climb the twisting path of fate

And I look down on the village far below

And the rain comes and mingles with my tears

Why I’m crying I will never know

And the rain comes and mingles with my tears

Why I’m crying, I will never know