It's Sunday morning and the rains have stopped But I still can't seem to find my way There's a blue-green light in the distance babe Crawling and humming it's way across the sky It's been a long road all the way to where I've come But I'll continue to move slowly Just as long as you are sure to come along with me, as I set out to find the new world But what I've found is that at night there are linens lining the sky Maybe with a few moth holes Maybe they're just holes in heavens floor, being so worn and so old And in the morning time someone reaches down here from above With their fingers all dipped in gold And as they comb across the land as if to say don't worry here I am If you yearn for home But the clouds offer shelter from the danger up above The sun, the moon, the stars, and the sky reminders from that above Of the life that we share Of the love that we should share Of the lights that we share Of the love that we should share Like the fire burning in the yard with it's dying embers It weeps smoke for last night, as I lay here burning slowly Where is the smoke, oh I hear the sound, there's a humming from the star line It's Sunday morning and the rains have stopped But I'll still see that blue-green light And what I've found is that at night there are linens lining the sky Maybe with a few moth holes Maybe they're just holes in heavens floor, being so worn and so old And in the morning time someone reaches down here from above With their fingers all dipped in gold And as they comb across the land as if to say don't worry here I am If you yearn for home