Innocence Mission - Dear Robert Graves lyrics

Dear Robert Graves

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Dear Robert Graves, I got your last letter

Is it that bad? on your side of the ocean?

You seem to live under the clouds above us

Clouds that are made. End of my toes bleed.

Raining on you

Raining on you Robert Graves

Raining down on all your joy

Things are the same in American society

These clothes have souls convincing other souls to close the rumor place

No wonder they're unhappy. No room for life.

End of my toes bleed.

Raining on us

Raining on us everywhere

Raining down on all your joy

Raining on us

Raining on us everywhere

Raining down on all our joy

Oh I can see you, I'm sitting on my river

I'm looking into your yard. I didn't mean to look down.

I was actually thinking of myself when I said those things.

I have my days, believe me there are days when

I cannot see the purpose of my own life

But I know flags must be faced, the pills must be swallowed

Here comes the sea, a sea of hope to wash them down.

Raining on us

Raining on us Robert Graves

Soaking us from head to toe.

Raining on us

Raining on us Robert Graves

There we are with all our joy, all our joy.