Where Teardrops Fall
Far away where the soft winds blowFar away from it allThere is a place you goWhere teardrops fall
Far away in the stormy nightFar away and over the wallYou are there in the flickering lightWhere teardrops fall
We bang the drum slowly and play the fife lowlyYou know the song in my heartIn the turning of twilight in the shadows of moonlightYou can show me a new place to start
I've torn my clothes and I've drained the cupStrippin' away at it allThinking of you when the sun comes upWhere teardrops fall
By rivers of blindness in love and with kindnessWe can hold up a toast if we meetTo the cutting of fences to sharpen the sensesThat linger in the fireball heat
Roses are red, violets are blueAnd time is beginning to crawlI just might have to come see youWhere teardrops fall
(Bob Dylan: Oh Mercy, Columbia, 1989)
