Every Time This Day It Rains

Got up at ten, that was kind of late

Made some breakfast, cleared some plates

I wondered aloud what the hell am I doing

Time to make a plan, get something brewing

Every Time This Day it Rains

Today was the day the Sandhill Cranes

Flew overhead on the way to the plains

They made a racket a glorious sound

They beat their ancient wings until the rain came down

Every Time This Day it Rains

I’m moving along, I’m making some noise

Got things to shout I’m making a choice

Time to make a racket, stop using my brain

I know I’m headed home on the sandhill exchange

Every Time This Day it Rains