Expecting the Rain - Tom McRae, Tom McRae & the Standing Band

Expecting the rain

Dear Mary

I still picture you there

High summer

Swifts in the air

Now the wind’s from the east

There’s no sleep, no peace

In the usual hope of a feast

Sits a wolf at our door

Dear Mary

Tell me where they start

Which is quicker to the head or the heart

Now they’re calling time

Drain the bottle dry

And try to forget for tonight, love of mine

Everything is harder now

Every sky grows darker now

All of me is aching

All of me is shamed

Everything is harder now

Every sky grows darker now

All of me is hoping for the sun

Expecting the rain

Dear Mary, we were fools to begin

Should have known dear

We never could win

Help me to my feet

I hear singing on the street

And If I stand I’ll dance

Love of mine

Everything is harder now

Every sky grows darker now

All of me is aching

All of me is changed

Everything is harder now

Every sky grows darker now

All of me is hoping for sun

Expecting the rain

And I see shadows

Thrown by lightning and they flicker

And they’re gone

I see shadows thrown by lightning

And the shape of the beast

In the coming storm

Dear Mary

They’ll come for us soon

Take my hand dear

Spin me round this bare room

The music won’t stop

We’ll sing it till we drop

It’s just a short drop

I’m expecting the rain

I know nothing will change

Mother here comes the rain

I know nothing will change

Mother here comes the rain

I’m expecting the rain

Noone’s gonna be saved

Brother here comes the rain

Mary here comes the rain