Lyrics Bombay Rain - Caedmon's Call
The
rain
in
Bombay
Falls
on
the
righteous
and
the
wrong
And
there
is
no
way
for
me
to
understand
Faces
pull
towards
me
like
the
sea
to
the
moon
Eyes
like
diamonds
in
the
sun
Abraham's
grains
of
sand
spilling
over
the
streets
A
wave
of
statistics
The
rain
in
Bombay
Feeds
the
swelling
of
the
sea
It
threatens
to
drown
all
the
voices
drowning
me
I
stand
beneath
the
gateway
Of
foreign
kings
and
queens
Nothing
but
pockets
and
candy
I
look
up
to
the
sky
And
see
the
stars
hanging
from
The
promises,
the
promises
of
God
Hollywood,
Bollywood,
London,
and
Chicago
Lord,
all
the
places
you
have
placed
us
I
was
born
in
a
small
town
And
I
feel
like
a
small
man
Looking
out
the
windows
of
this
Bombay
bus
The
rain
in
Bombay
Falls
on
the
righteous
and
the
wrong
And
there
is
no
way
for
me
to
understand
Obscene
idols,
rickshaw
cycles,
cows
on
the
highway
Honey,
all
the
things
that
I
have
seen
The
most
amazing
of
them
all
Is
the
grace
that
we
believe
in
We
are
known
and
loved,
loved
and
known
Hollywood,
Bollywood,
Tokyo,
Nairobi
Lord,
all
the
places
you
have
placed
us
I'm
a
child
of
the
one
God
The
Spirit,
Father,
and
Son
On
each
side
of
the
windows
of
this
Bombay
bus
The
rain
in
Bombay
The
rain
in
Bombay
The
rain
in
Bombay
The
rain
in
Bombay
1 Intro - interlude
2 Share The Well
3 There's Only One (Holy One)
4 Jenny Farza - interlude
5 Mother India
6 International Love Song
7 All I Need (I Did Not Catch Her Name)
8 Los Hermanos count off - interlude
9 Volcanoland
10 The Roses
11 Mirzapur Group - interlude
12 Bombay Rain
13 The Innocent's Corner
14 Sarala
15 Wings of the Morning
16 Dalit Hymn
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