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A Gentle Rain

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lyrics

Oh, will you kiss me, girl, before your hair has a chance to dry?
I’m never to hear that sigh of yours again.
Oh, but please don’t move.
Love, no, I will come to you.
That door has not a key and it never has.

I will pay my alms to the morning.
I have no other hand to give to you.
Oh, and money is not the reason that I’m poor.
Those days of coming home to you are gone.

And then you reached on out
and touched the mountain with your hand.
I’d never felt so far away from God.
And then you gave me life.
I only had to disappear.
Oh, I will build my place of rest before I rest.

I wanted no part in your saving.
I wanted no part in being saved.
And then your wings touched down onto the surface of the lake.
Oh, those days of coming home to you are gone.

And then you called me, Love,
by another sinful name.
How powerful a gentle rain can be.
Oh, and Your Honor, please,
with the mercy that you have,
will you give me one more day beside my love?

Oh, I was young and as foolish as the sunlight.
And maybe I’d already lost my way.
Oh and New York City is so quiet in the snow.
Those days of coming home to you are gone.

And then the sky was blue
and the clouds were holding still.
It was as cold as the day that Woody Guthrie died.

And you were beautiful,
especially when you’d cry,
as we passed into that place of letting go.

And then I walked you into the river.
And then I laid you down into your final place.
And I set fire to your body on a bed of columbine.
Oh, those days of coming home to you are gone.

And I could see myself in the window.
The ghost of hope is howling in its sleep.
And only water will officiate my passing from this world.
Those days of coming home to you are gone.

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from Her Ladyship, released September 20, 2018

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Her Ladyship Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Her Ladyship is a Pittsburgh based indie-folk band featuring lush, soulful harmonies, acoustic guitar, and evocative, literary lyrics.

Members:
Brian Reyburn
Berry Breene
Michael McCormick
Andrew Hendryx ... more

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