Fine rain was falling on the gravel and glades<br />
The last rays of September bejeweled broken blades<br />
But there's someone that I long for, oh, where have you been?<br />
As the red earth lies under a covering of green<br />
<br />
Do you trip on the city's golden gutters and kerbs?<br />
As the seasons grow wild and the ground undisturbed<br />
'Til you find what you are now is less than you've been<br />
As the red earth lies under a covering of green<br />
<br />
Is patience exhausted? Are your pockets picked clean?<br />
I was lost in the next world or somewhere in between<br />
And it's much as predicted, they go down that same track<br />
They say they'll return but they never come back<br />
<br />
Fine rain was falling on the gravel and glades<br />
The lest rays of September bejeweled broken blades<br />
Are you still restless, or are you serene?<br />
As the red earth lies under just a covering of green<br />
<br />
Fine rain was falling
