Rain on the Graves

In a country churchyard, I came across a man

He smiled and slowly beckoned me with a trembling hand

Did you come to gamble or did you come to pray?

What's the meaning of your business here on a stormy day?

The raindrops spattered on the tomb from grey and leaden skies

Deny me once, deny me twice, don't look in my eyes

There is rain on the graves

There is rain on the graves

There is rain on the graves

It's just rain, rain, rain

There is rain on the graves

But you came to be saved

There is rain on the graves

Let it wash your soul of dying

Faithless, he denied the truth that he had come to steal

To kneel before the poet, not the altar or the priest

He's washed himself in misery before he came to pray

He'd hoped in his false penitence, some sympathy he'd sway

There is rain on the graves

There is rain on the graves

There is rain on the graves

It's just rain, rain, rain

There is rain on the graves

But you came to be saved

There is rain on the graves

It's just rain, rain, rain

I am the God of sinners, you are what I have made

You're talking to your likeness and my shadow is your shade

Stand up and face the mirror, it's the image that you crave

But I'll be here when you're long gone, I'll see you in that grave

There is rain on the graves

There is rain on the graves

There is rain on the graves

It's just rain, rain, rain

There is rain on the graves

Rain on the graves

There is rain on the graves

Rain, rain, rain, rain

Rain on the graves