Rain Dance

Waiting for thunder, waiting for rain Waiting for lightning to strike on the plain When will it come, when will it come? The heat of the sun on the skin of a drum Watching horizons,watching the hills Watching the widening cracks in the rills When will it come, when will it come? One drop of rain on the skin of a drum Dreaming of rivers, dreaming of seas Dreaming of streams and delirious trees When will it come, when will it come? Two drops of rain on the skin of a drum Thinking of doomsday, thinking of drought Thinking of reservoirs all drying out When will it come, when will it come? Three drops of rain on the skin of a drum Dying for water, dying of thirst Dying of waiting for heaven to burst When will it come, when will it come? Four drops of rain on the skin of a drum Crying for mercy, crying for men Cry for the rain to come falling again! Hearing it come, hearing it come The beat of the rain on the skin of a drum Waiting for thunder, waiting for rain Waiting for lightning to strike on the plain © Gail Foster 27th July 2018