Patterns of the Rain
words and music by Dan Sheehan
from the album The Dan Sheehan Conspiracy

Raindrops fall around me and rest upon my hair
Humidity is weighing down the air
The silence that surrounds me just doesn't seem to care
It doesn't even notice that I'm there

Inspiration avoids me - it hides behind a door
I open it to find it's there no more
Music disappoints me
I begin to feel a chord (accord)
Then like a wave it breaks upon the shore

But as my eyes address the clouds it comes to me again
The rhythm that I heard before in the patterns of the rain

Birds migrate above me and high above the trees
I see them all - not one of them sees me
The sing of southern lands where I have never been
The North's the only place I've ever seen

Onward they fly in perfect V-formation
They cross the border to their destination
Unaware of me and of my fascination
They that have no concept of a nation

And as they fly into the night, wings beat in harmony
And fill out all the emptiness inside my melody