Flea Market Pickers

  • Home
  • Shows
  • Store
  • LyricsClick to open the Lyrics menu
    • El Paso V.F.W.
    • Daughter of the Texas Winds
    • Lady Bird's Wildflower Dream
    • Impressions of Our Love
    • As the Drifting Rains Encircle
    • Big Bend Texas
    • The Death of Some Last Something
    • People Put You in a Jar (Don't You Let'em)
    • West Texas Summer
    • Mean Woman Grill
    • Don't Cry if You Did It for Love
    • I Found Myself in Austin
  • Contact Us

As the Drifting Rains Encircle

 

As The Drifting Rains Encircle

 

I hear its rusted toll,

Through the winds that few still know,

Beyond death’s bronze shadow,

As the old ones slowly go.

 

As the drifting rains encircle,

Pouring their melancholy tears.

As the drifting rains encircle,

Pouring their melancholy tears.

 

Lost sorrows boarded up,

In the wind that won’t let up,

Rusted signs like howlin’ pups,

In the wind that knows no end.

 

As the drifting rains encircle,

Pouring their melancholy tears.

As the drifting rains encircle,

Pouring their melancholy tears.

 

A concrete slab of weeds,

Once a school that nurtured needs,

Brimming eyes of dispersed seeds,

From the ghosts of broken glass seas.

 

As the drifting rains encircle,

Pouring their melancholy tears.

As the drifting rains encircle,

Pouring their melancholy tears.

Pouring their melancholy tears.



Morri Hartgraves                                                                   fleamarketpickers.com

Copyright 2016 Flea Market Pickers. All rights reserved.

Web Hosting by Turbify