Never Ending Rain - Live at KCRW, Los Angeles, CA, 7/14/1988

Last night the dealer offered me a new hand
Laid out so simply, I thought I'd understand
With a different name, different place
Different town, different face
In the same little world

When there's nothing left to salvage
When losing it all doesn't mean a thing
I pray for the never ending rain
To wash it all away
To wash it all away

Set out on foot straight down the grade
Wearing crumbs and seeds
Where I'd walked, the path I laid
Found the Northern Lights, Western shore
Eastern front, Southern cross
And soon I was home

When there's nothing left to salvage
When losing it all doesn't mean a thing
I pray for the never ending rain
To wash it all away
To wash it all away

Every day I read the paper and I pray for the flood
But the rain always stops at the first sign of mud
I want to feel it fall, feel it burn
Watch it twist and feel it turn
Leaving nothing behind

When there's nothing left to salvage
When losing it all doesn't mean a thing
I pray for the never ending rain
To wash it all away
To wash it all away
Nothing left to salvage
When losing it all doesn't mean a thing
I pray for the never ending rain
To wash it all away
To wash it all away
Wash it all away