Fistful Of Rain

You can dream the American Dream

But you sleep with the lights on and wake up with a scream

You can hope against hope that nothing will change

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain



Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain



When your grasp has exceeded your reach

And you put all your faith in a figure of speech

You've heard all the answers but the questions remain

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain



Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain



And when diamonds turn back into coal

Grab a hold, children, grab a hold

When the mountains crumble

And you're ready to rumble

And roll like a runaway train



And when diamonds turn back into coal

Grab a hold, children, grab a hold

When the mountains crumble

And you're ready to rumble

And roll like a runaway train



In a heart there are windows and doors

You can let the light in, you can feel the wind blow

When there's nothing to lose and nothing to gain

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain



Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain



Grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

Grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold, fistful of rain



Grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

Grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

Grab a hold, grab a hold

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain