Barboline's Bleed Rail Project

I woke up late today
New orders at my door
Turning on the news
I couldn't believe my eyes

Seems it's time to go
Got to pack my things
I don't know a way
To avoid what I must do

Why does this rain now fall down hard?
Why do these storms recede no more?
Why do these things we do for love?
What do we want for God to save?

On a line so far from home
Don't know a friend from foe
The sand is hot and wild
Nothing like where I've been

Some say this rain has gone too far
Some say this storm will never end
We try to make or mends with God
We try to say a prayer to live

This rain is never going to end
This hard storm is always going to fall
They don't know, know no other way
No Holy water in their land

Lyrics Credits: © 2006 Barboline
Music Credits: © 2006 Barboline's Bleed Rail
Producer Credits: Brent McDonald - McDonald Productions
Publisher Credits: Self
Performance Credits: Barboline-Voice & Guitar,Rod Warner-Bass, Tim Schrieber-Drums, McDonald-Keys
Label Credits: IT&MES²
Short Song Description:
A 911 Short Story
Long Song Description:
Story Behind the Song:
Song Length: 5:27
Primary Genre: Rock-Progressive Rock
Secondary Genre: -
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: War
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