Maybe Raindrops are Tears from the Sky

Where the green blades kiss the pond
There’s a fawn sipping the wine
Soon her eyes will see the spawn
Of the hunter’s cruel design
Then her coat will make one warm
And a hunger she’ll deny
Maybe raindrops are tears from the sky

Nothing’s blacker than the hole
From when a star decides to die
Ball of flame give up the ghost
Host of Heaven shield their eyes
But at least that sun can boast
Of how it once made day from night
Maybe raindrops are tears from the sky

When it wakes in its cocoon
Does the caterpillar cry?
Do his little legs complain?
Do they strain against the sides?
Little worm just wants to walk
But with wings it soon will fly
Maybe raindrops are tears from the sky
Yeah, maybe raindrops are tears from the sky
I do believe the sky cries
Maybe raindrops are tears from the sky

fly

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