“Color of Rain”

Big thank you to our talented friend Pam Woolway, a wonderful writer and poet. She allowed me to take one of her poems and see how I might translate it into lyrics for a song. A few of her wonderful visuals are sprinkled throughout the song and were definitely the impetus in it’s creation. I had no real idea of what this song was about until some time long after it was completed and Thayne was the one who pointed it out to me. I would prefer to let you decide what it means to you :-).

Lyrics

In a broken whisper, you like wings
take me to places I’ve known
Over and under and well past beyond
to the memories I no longer own

The sky was the color of rain
The sky was the color of rain

Moon hardly visible, in a night so still
appears now from echoes of smoke
Tied all together with silver string
hangs in the darkness alone.

The sky was the color of rain
The sky was the color of rain

Now on my own, I thrive on neglect
A bittersweet taste on my lips
Slip’n past reason, locked in uneven
circles that will never end.

The sky was the color of rain
The sky was the color of rain

The sky was the color of rain

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Written by Lynn & Thayne Taylor © 2009
Lead vocal: Lynn Taylor
Backup vocals: Lynn Taylor
Guitars: Chris Birkett, Roger Jacobs (lead), Thayne Taylor
Slide Guitar & Percussion: Chris Birkett
Keyboards: Roger Jacobs
Bass Guitar: Roger Jacobs
Drums: Frank Montagari