Didn't It Rain

A Farewell Transmission

- by Jason Molina, (not by me)

The whole place is dark
Every light on this side of the town
Suddenly it all went down

Now we'll all be brothers 
Of the fossil fire of the sun
Now we will all be sisters 
Of the fossil blood of the moon
Someone must have set us up

Now they'll be working in the cold grey rock,
In the hot mill steam, in the concrete
In the sirens and the silences 

Now all those great set up hearts
All at once start to beat

After tonight if you don't want us to be 
A secret out of the past
I will resurrect it
I'll have a good go at it

I'll streak his blood across my beak
And dust my feathers with his ashes
I can feel his ghost breathing down my back

I will try and know whatever I try
I will be gone but
Not forever

The real truth about it is
No one gets it right
The real truth about it is
We're all supposed to try
There ain't no end to the sands
I've been trying to cross

The real truth about it is 
My kind of life's no better off
If I've got the map or if 
I'm lost

The real truth about it is
There ain't no end
To the desert I'll cross
I've really known that all along


We will try and know whatever we try
We will be gone but
Not forever


Mama here comes midnight
With the dead moon in its jaws
Must be the big star about to fall

Long dark blues

Will-o'-the-wisp
The big star is falling
Through the static and distance
A farewell transmission
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