Cold Rain

I walk in cold rainWith my telescope in my handI had to go 27,000 miles with this caneNow it's broken into piecesSo little time remainsI hear these voices in in the airAnd I know they're just repeatingThe language of the landAnd the sky that I surveyI'm reciting all the versesPrayin' straight from the book beside my bedIt's different now I'm hereEvery question's coming clearYeah I found so many placesThat I don't know where I'm atCame right on every storyAnd now I can't come backAnd these voices in the aisleAnd I know they're just repeatingThe language of the landAnd the sky that I surveyEverywhere I have to goIs so very far awayAwayYeah, so far awayToo far awayI get these voices in my headBut I know they're just repeatingThe language of the landAnd the sky that I surveyEverywhere I have to goIs so very far awayI walk in cold rainI got my telescope in my handI had to go 27,000 miles with this caneBut it's broken into piecesAnd so little time remainsI walk in cold rainI walk in cold rainCold rainI walk in cold rainCold rain falling downI feel the cold rain falling downI feel cold rain falling down