Текст песни Powder Dry - Cortez

A little bit of rain never hurt no one
I once heard a drowning man say
Still there's this long gone, familiar feeling
Wishing to be somewhere else
I happen to know there's a different wind
That blows in the desert, in the pines
Want to go out, I want to feel it
Ever since it entered my mind
I asked you for matches
You come along with water
You're pouring buckets all over my fire
While I'm trying hard to keep my powder dry
Does it feel like riding a freight train
Waiting to derail
I don't know, it's in my head
Or is it like a dog tied to a chain
Waiting to turn loose?
Maybe it's just the temptation of thinking
Of having anything to choose
I believe in the blessings of a place to call home
I think you all know the way it goes
But still I have this restless kind of yearning
To find out where the river flows
I asked you for matches
You come along with water
You're pouring buckets all over my fire
While I'm trying hard to keep my powder dry