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The Altar of the Rain

from Where the Story Goes by John Lyle

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The Altar of the Rain

He sacrificed his independence
On the altar of the rain
He used to think he could extend it
Past the shelter of her pain

But all the strings were tied together
In a knot that would explode
There were none could hold a feather
To the flame that burned so cold

Against all odds they kept on waiting
With furrowed brows and folded hands
Until the mountain hares stopped mating
And the green fields turned to sand

They understood their days were numbered
Both together and apart
What no one could put asunder
Was the space within their hearts

Where the thunder rolls like clover
And the seawall breaks like glass
It’s not over till it’s over
Dead and buried like the past

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from Where the Story Goes, released August 25, 2018
John Lyle- vocals & guitar; John Jarvis- piano

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John Lyle Sechelt, British Columbia

The lyrics for most of the songs appearing in these albums are available in book form: "The Kindest Lies: the Lyrics of John Lyle", published by Leaky Boot Press (June 28, 2013).

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