Shelter old and in place

Summer will come before it settles in space

Hard earth to wrestle with waste

Cut into stone where his body was placed

Kingdom young

As he came

Branded by Bobby

The first of his name

One life to garner another to gain

Is nothing to power by Way of the Rain

Water to the meadow

Wind to the stone

Longer than bullets

Older than bone

Crueler than anger

Kinder than joy

Withered the monster

And cut down the boy


One life to garner another to gain

Is nothing to power by Way of the Rain

By Way of the Rain

By Way of the Rain

Caught in the crossfire of purpose and rhyme

Forever is searching forever is blind

Digging the desert with nothing to find

Bobby twisted in time

Is nothing to power by Way of the Rain