When the rain takes off her clothes
I wake up wet to my feet
when the rain loses it so sweet
I wake up down in the mouth

Night falls through them slowly
As yellow clouds climb down the mountain slowly
I stretch out my hands
as yellow birds dream in every limb slowly
they stretch out their wings
Night falls through them slowly

Down in the roots of night
the birds all come to drink
it shakes the yellow night
that she's my only drink
Down in the roots of night
the birds all come to drink
it shakes the yellow night
so I forget to drink

When the rain lets down her clothes
I wake up wet to my feet
when the rain loses it so sweet
I wake up wet to my chin
when the rain takes it all up again
I wake up down in the mouth
when the rain pulls me way down south
I wake up wet to my eyes
When the rain puts on the sky
I wake up wet to my chest
When the rain takes off her Sunday best
I wake up wet to my fruit
When the rain puts on her birthday suit
I wake up wet to my nose
When the rain throws down her clothes
I wake up wet to my feet

moist mama
saturated sugar
drenched darling
doused dear one

Copyright © 2000 Tom Ross