Buckets of Rain

Buckets of Rain 

Buckets of rain 

Buckets of tears 

Got all them buckets comin’ out of my ears 

Buckets of moonbeams in my hand 

I got all the love, honey baby 

You can stand 

I been meek 

And hard like an oak 

I seen pretty people disappear like smoke 

Friends will arrive, friends will disappear 

If you want me, honey baby 

I’ll be here 

Like your smile 

And your fingertips 

Like the way that you move your lips 

I like the cool way you look at me 

Everything about you is bringing me 

Misery 

Little red wagon 

Little red bike 

I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like 

I like the way you love me strong and slow 

I’m takin’ you with me, honey baby 

When I go 

Life is sad

Life is a bust

All ya can do is do what you must

You do what you must do and ya do it 

well

I''ll do it for you, honey baby

Can't you tell?

~ Lyric by Bob Dylan

My painting here: Winter Rain, acrylic on canvas. 36 x 36 inches
Winter Rain