Heaven’s Rain

Black and white TV on the kitchen counter

Yesterday was forty years ago

White paint on the walls has gone to yellow

From starlight this world will never know

Grey gone days not distinguished

From the cigarette smoke on the glass

Time is simply a stranger

Just wandered in from the past

Brown dog is an old family pet

But the blue-eyed cat is gone down

Jazz that rippled through his veins

Is now a rosebush pushing through the ground

Uncle Gary he writes a sad old letter

For fourteen years he’s been in our shoes

Birth and death like holiday poinsettias

Red with Christmas blues that we can use

But for hurt there’s no forget

Real love is fostered in the pain

Sweet misery and regret

Is as pure as Heaven’s rain

Pure as Heaven’s rain

It’s pure as Heaven’s rain

Sweet misery and regret

Pure as Heaven’s rain