Handful Of Rain lyrics
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Artist: Savatage Album: Handful Of Rain
Lyrics
The night is growing dark From somewhere deep within It shelters like an ark And always takes you in
The barmaid walks on over And pours another round For a lost soul at the corner Who prays he's never found
And the mind goes numb 'Till it's feeling no pain And the soul cries out For a handful of rain
Wash your women In your whiskey When your future's In the past And you're staring Up at heaven From the bottom Of a glass And you need some insulation From the years you've Had and lost And you feel the perspiration As you're adding up the cost
And the night rolls on Like a slow moving train And the soul cries out
There's a land Beyond the living There's a land Beyond the dead If it's true that God's forgiving Of the lives that we have led In the distance There's a thunder And the air is thick and warm And the patrons Watch with wonder The approaching of the storm
And the night rolls on Like a slow moving train And the soul cries out For a handful of rain
All right
There's an old man in the corner And he's smoking all the time And the smoke is drifting Upward and it's Twisting in my Twisting in my Mind In my mind
The whiskey's getting deeper And I use it like a moat There's a blues man in the distance and he's Lost inside his Lost inside his note His note His note
The night is growing dark From somewhere deep within It shelters like an ark That always takes you in
And the night rolls on Like a slow moving train And the soul cries out For a handful of rain
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