The Rocky Fortune - Tonight We Pray For Rain lyrics

The wind's picking at the chapped skin of the land The moon reaches down with a menacing hand To strangle the creeks and the rivers for plotting against him The slumberers paddle through the shallowest sleeps Rolling and moaning they throw off their sheets And sip tepid water 'till dawn lets itself in the window The neighbourhood watchdogs have let down their guard Lying there panting on dirty blond yards With a heaving of lungs and a lolling of tongues for a warning All the workaholics line up to give blood Chattering, chewing, and sipping their mud Till they pour out the door and trickle and bead to the punchclocks Tonight we pray for rain Tonight we pray for rain To tiptoe and tapdance To wrestle and romance the dust from the desolate plain Tonight we pray for rain To wrestle and romance the dust from the desolate plain A trucker is waiting for his tank to fill He picks at the insects entoumbed in his grill He senses an irony, but he can't pin it down He clocks his way back to his comfortable seat Gets about thirty clicks till his truck overheats But this time the irony won't be lost on him Tonight we pray for rain Tonight we pray for rain To tiptoe and tapdance To wrestle and romance the dust from the desolate plain Tonight we pray for rain To wrestle and romance the dust from the desolate plain