Jehtro Tull

Stuck In The August Rain



Brings jasmine tea on a painted tray
and bends to kiss my frown away.
But I"m still still stuck in the August rain;
stuck out in the cloudburst once again.

The cover"s on, the coast is clear.
We"re all battened down, only us here.
But I"m still still stuck in the August rain;
stuck out in the cloudburst once again. 
She walks between the lines
and she can read my signs.

Stuck out in the August rain:
Out in the cloudburst once again.

Single-minded in my gloom.
I appear to revel in this darkened room.
But I"m still still stuck in the August rain;
stuck out in the cloudburst once again. 
She walks between the lines
and she can read my signs.
  
Stuck out in the August rain:
Out in the cloudburst once again.