Rainmakers A Million Miles Away
(B. Walkenhorst) There was a man named Jim who walked everywhere he went Cause he could never quite seem to keep his mind on the road One day it occurred to Jim that he'd taken a wrong turn Cause he was standing in a place he didn't know Jim spun on his heels thinking he's backtrack for a while But before he knew it the sun was sinking And the landscape in the dark Well, it could have been New Zealand or New York or New Mexico So what else is new, Jim was thinking Because see for a while now Jim felt like things were changing for him Like the skin of the earth was stretching or the continents were adrift Jim didn't know if it was so or if it was just him although He suspected that it was a bit of both he was dealing with And I feel like I'm tripping And I feel my steps slipping today Feel the winds of time whipping my coat around my legs And I feel about a million miles away Dawn broke, Jim awoke, he'd been sleeping on his feet It was morning now but a densely foggy day Jim decided he'd just sit and wait for the fog to lift But when it didn't he started up again anyway Man, this is like the blind leading the blind, Jim thought About that time down the road came this seeing-eye dog It was well-fed and had a collar but no matter how loud Jim hollered There wasn't any answer, so he walked on through the fog Alright, I'm lost, Jim said aloud although a bit begrudgingly Like things might change in light of this confession He was both amazed and sour that at this late date and hour He might find himself in this situation CHORUS After walking through the haze for another night and another day Jim seemed to simply cease to exist All his panic, hope, and thoughts broke up into small dots As he gave himself away into the mist Back in town where Jim lived, sad to say he was never missed And his name was never spoken again, it's awful but true Out my window at night I think I see Jim standing in the half-light Saying hurry up, suffering's got a job to do CHORUS
