Counting Raindrops Songtext
von Dispirited Spirits

Underneath blue seamless skies
Consecrate my inner spite

High
High
High above all the raindrops I can count
High
High
Wash the color away from the weatherman′s eyes
High
High
High above all the raindrops I can count
High
High
High above all the raindrops I can count


A partly cloudy gaze
A seven-day outlook
On impossible paths birds trace
Along wrinkles from a fire hose
To the ditches in my face
As I defy the laws of gravity
And canned food expiration dates
Mother's holy medicine
From the pommel of a blistered blade
While father foretells prayers
For all the questions I won′t have
But look how I can count to
Tentative of burning all that's left
Out south awaits a storm for years
A child deceased
A weatherman

Underneath blue seamless skies
Consecrate my inner spite

High
High
High above all the raindrops I can count
High
High
Wash the color away from the weatherman's eyes
High
High
High above all the raindrops I can count
High
High
High above all the raindrops I can count