As if endings could tell
We would all be well
Well and bitter
On our most joyful day

When that great rain would not come
We'd then descend upon ourselves
As if this fevered idea finds us elsewhere
When that rain would come
We worry no more why
We worry no more

All our dearly held blame will pass on by
When we awake here
When we awake from this careless dream
Of what will never belong (to us)
I toiled myself upon them stones
Where I would lie down
Where I would hide from this precious light
That shines on the veiled
The most sincere thought that I ever had, was when I lied
The most sincere thought that I ever had, was when I lied about what will be
When that great rain would not come

There was no refrain
There was just this one rain-sodden gown left there
With great care and with flowers floating around you
Yelling up prayers for those we left in the fields to heal
Namaste
All that shines would light our wait
We'll outrun ourselves
As if we felt this widening tide recede
As if we (ever) felt this whole

When that great rain falls
Shine low
Shine
Shine on
Shine for us all
Shine on the veiled and gone
With our most hopeful glow
Shine
Shine low
Shine for us all
Shine on
Shine on the veiled and gone

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