THE RAIN KING...

I hear the drizzle of the rain 

Like a memory it falls 

Soft and warm continuing 

Tapping on my roof and walls 

 And a song I was writing is left undone 

I don't know why I spend my time 

Writing songs I can't believe 

With words that tear and strain to rhyme 

And so you see I have come to doubt 

All that I once held as true 

I stand alone without beliefs 

The only truth I know is you

~

Paul Simon