Little Thing
??
02.06.97
David and Tim
Chris Willette  cwillett@prairie.nodak.edu

something we were
when your eyes didn't stare so blindly out of (this)
and all of me covered in sand and dried
and the blood trickling from you (plainly)
and dried and stuck to your arm
these reasons I don't want to know today
I only want and wish you could
once dance again with me away (rain down)
what did dream that this spoken that this maker
rain on my head you know have you
rain on my head and slip on too
as the life slips from your arms into the sand
the beachside to lap away the ocean and run out to the sea
at home it was not me that drove you to this
to take your own heart and still it
to ache your own mind and freeze
rain on my head
won't you leave away leave away
rain on my head
won't you dance and why won't you dance 
and won't you...
come on with me
won't you get out, get out please
oh rain, rain oh let the tears wash the sand away
as you lie still with no breath to take
won't you won't you please
rain on my head
won't you get up and rain on me
rain on my head (when we make love, when we make love)
rain, rain on my head rain on my rain rain rain
too cold