The Firing Of The Midnight Rain

The hardest rain was firing down all the night that our love ran
 Man did it fall like nails to the ground
 I saw your face beneath that old moon smiling bold as the dawn
 How did it shine despite this crumbling world
 I heard the timberwolves out there howling a lonely old song
 That rag upon the leaves. Those notes I will never forget
 The days begin to slide like mud from the cold winter slopes
 The nights played to the black birds in my beard
 And in the days played to the grey ones
 Up in the canyons where we used to make love
 Far from the city streets
 Tear drops falling like blood from her eyes
 She said things will never blow our way again
 The wind blew slow through the aching pines
 And rolled around her beautiful hair
 And she said, "No, man, I'll never be your wife
 And I got a man who wants to kill you"
 Went east from the ocean into pepperwood
 Layed in the orchard with the rotting fruit
 Drinking cans of beer all afternoon, sometimes late
 Before the sun got too old, I saw a dust cloud rising up across a field
 Into the forest with the cold moss and mold
 From behind me I heard the pounding of earth
 And I went on into that black hole
 Ran all night like a small town dog until the muddy slew met the tide
 And upon me I smelled the whisky and cold sweat
 And he began to kill me dead
 My legs were sinking in the silt and mud
 My chest to the rising tide
 With hi sboot on my shoulder and his pistol to my chest
 He took my life
 In a flash, I recall how the dawn used to come
 Goodbye love, I may see you again
 But probably not for a long while
 All young men sleep easy
 In the mud beneath the midnight rain
 All love flows to the ocean
 Without a trail or trace
 All young men sleep easy
 In the mud beneath the midnight rain
 All love flows to the ocean
 With a smile upon my still face