I Hope It Rains

I am not as sure that I am an artist
I hope it rains
I will sit on a granite rock with my back to a twisted cypress
And stare endlessly at the fighting grey water
I made a sketch of some hoboes camped by the railroad
I’ve not accomplished much
A few days ago I pruned a very tall pine tree
I sold some Christmas cards

I hope it rains

(lyrics: Dan Bern)