One time, I tried to sing
About spring and a storm
But you know how it goes
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Blah, bla-bla, blah, All along
Won't you please stop complaining?
I'm playin' a song

All the rain comes down the same
Falling to from where it came
On the ground the back around up into the sky

I wish you could have heard the music
When the clouds growled over head
I finally felt enthusiastic
I finally felt alive
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, bla-bla
Blah so you said
"Would it please you to listen
To thunder instead?"

When the rain came down that day
And it drained my soul away
And I wondered why I even bother to try
Shе said: "Tell me about the sky"

Thе sky is deep, and dark, and eternally high
Many people think that's where you
Go when you die "Do you?"
Well I think you return to obscure
Or wherever you were, before you were
But I won't let you lose
Yourself in the rain

We have so much left to sing
There's a storm for every spring
All you see, and you and me
We came from the stars
So observe these blues and greens
And embrace this harmony
All you see, and you and me
We came from the stars from the stars
From the stars

One time, I tried to sing
About spring and a storm
But you know how it goes