Sali the man of the Pacific Coast waits quietly for the rains to come
Every autumn lets his face grow long
When the air mists he breaths

When he exhales a breath that has waited
Walks till his feet grow strong
Walks till his legs grow long
And he lives

What's this I have metal in my bones
What a bliss I have verse and four lobes
It is here and it lives again

The whole city sighed
And the pavement released
The clouds opened up
And the quiet ceased

Rain rain slow and low as Pete and Woody in harmony
Path laid in front of me and the traffic clear
All of these cars and their drivers pass by with their noise and their urgency
Drifting inevitably toward fear

Not me I have metal in my bones
Not this I have verse and four lobes
It is here and it lives again

A breath and a sigh
And a lasting release
The clouds opened up
And the quiet ceased