Nobody knew what the raven would do. If he found it was rain in your hands. Like a dog set on wheels you will lope down the street. From the sound of the scratch in his claws.
When you mend the patches of my clothin'. You know every thread goes through my heart. Guessin' that the river's gonna dry up. Well, I said that's not the reason why we bard.
I sense a runner in the garden. Although my judgements known to fail. Once built a steamboat in a meadow. Cos I'd forgotten how to sail. . I know the runner's going to tell you.
Oh, the blizzard's never seen the desert sands. I will set the tempo low in my commands. Come follow down the highway once trailed by my golden calf. Oh, the blizzard's never seen the desert sands.