Titus Was Born

Titus was born Under the eye of a storm Rainwater carried his bed Around the world and back again Oh, all the things he had seen Life is a dream Drifting at sea It's so hard to believe And so, Titus would grow Taller and strong as an oak Rainwater stuck in his head It filled him with words left unsaid Of all the things he might be Drifting at sea At night he would dream Of all stumps at bay To wash the pain away Rain's falling Falling on you And the stone he was driving Washing away All the trees on the island Rainwater, rainwater In the eye there was a silence But he washed it away Crashing rocks by the sirens It's falling on you Rainwater, rainwater It's falling on you And the stone he was driving Washing away All the trees on the island Rainwater, rainwater In the eye there was a silence But he washed it away Crashing rocks by the sirens It's falling on you Rainwater, rainwater Flow on the inside of you The rainwater's falling on you Falling on you