Impossible Recording Machine – Soft Rains Lyrics

The pale grey morning light
Fills my sleepless eyes
The gentle hum of a distant highway dissolves
Into the beautiful sadness of my waking dream

There will come soft rains
Like whispers outside
I can hear the whispers

Deep in a motionless room the voice clock sings
Hours Melt into days melt into years into time
Into the beautiful sadness of my waking dream

There will come soft rains
Like whispers outside
I can hear them coming
Coming now
There will come soft rains