Låttexter:
Rainmakers

(B. Walkenhorst) Looking out my window, the eclipse has begun I grab your hand, we run outside and dance in the dimming sun Light through the leaves casts

(S. Phillips, P. Tomek) Hunger moon shining on a field of snow There's ice above but a fire down below Out of the north a cold wind moans And I'm empty

(B. Walkenhorst) Hot dot on a printed page Airbrush every sign of age Going under the surgeon's knife Step daughter of a Stepford wife That ain't what

"Downstream" by The Rainmakers from _The_Rainmakers_ ---------------------------------------------------- Well, me and Mark Twain were having us a ball

(B. Walkenhorst) Down through our histories we have been told That women hold mysteries men cannot know But boys learn true secrecy, how to hide lies

(B. Walkenhorst) There's too many twenties, too many fives Too many numbers in front of our eyes Too many statistics that nobody reads Numbers don't lie

(B. Walkenhorst) There was a man named Jim who walked everywhere he went Cause he could never quite seem to keep his mind on the road One day it occurred

Översättning: Regnmakarna. I romanska.

a spirit ditch He's been known to sleep on piles of dry leaves Abandoned on October lawns Well sometimes he awakens with spiders on his eyelids Rainmaker's coming, rainmaker's coming Rainmaker