Bless The Weather
Time after time, I held it,
Just to watch it die.
Line after line, I loved it,
Just to watch it cry.
Time after time, I held it,
Just to watch it die.
Line after line, I loved it,
Just to watch it cry.
Looking at me you never find out what a working man's about:
Raving all night, sleeping away the day.
Something to ask,
Something to say,
Something to keep the pain away;
Something I'd like to see if it's alright.
May you never lay your head down
Without a hand to hold
May you never make your bed out in the cold
I'm singing in the rain,
Just singing in the rain;
What a glorious feeling,
I'm happy again!
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above.
The sun's in my heart,
And I'm ready for love.
Instrumental track fuelled by jazz music in general, and more specific that of saxophone player Pharoah Sanders. At first John tried to master the saxophone but then he modified his guitar in order to produce the desired sustain and distortion.
The sun was red and the sky was blue
And I went rowing on the road to ruin.
How do you make a day like that?
How do you make it real?
You make me shaky,
The way you play the game.
And every time it works the same:
You say what you can, but you can't understand.
It's bigger than you, and it's true.
And I've been thinking
About the wine we're drinking,
About the line we're sinking.
Sorry to be so long;
Just didn't have the time.
Haven't been into the town,
Somebody put me down.
Sorry to be so long.
Well now, what's the food like, have you slept well?
And do the bugs bite other people?
And did the banker give you money?
And I saw on the postcard that you wrote it
On a beach or on your pillow,
Or on a book or something stiff.