Meet Me After the Rain Stops Fallin'

Oh where were you born and where will you die?
Oh where were you born and where will you die?
I was born on the side of a sad sunken ship,
I'll die on the back of a fallin' star.
I was born in the middle of a dark and dead forest.
I'll die where all were born and I but the rest.
I was born in an orange grove down in Florida.
I'll die when I know all about Dada.
I was born on a cold, lonesome farm.
I'll die at first dark, beside the fire, don't pull the alarm.
I saw where I'll die, and I never knew where I was born.

Oh where will you meet your love?
Oh where will you meet your love?
I'll meet my love on a bench at the park.
Me and my love, we'll never part.
I'll meet my love in the soft quiet mornin'.
Me and my love, we'll die together in the evenin'.
I'll meet my love on the side of the road.
Me and my love, our story will never be told.
I'll meet my love when the rain stops fallin'.
Me and my love, we'll never end up ballin'.
I saw my true love one day, and she just passed me by.

Oh where in all the world will you go?
Oh where in all the world will you go?
I'll go to the first place that don't know my name.
And soon they'll know my title, and I'll leave them to blame.
I'll go to that cottage and watch the Moon walk across the sea.
I'll go that cottage aside that high cliff, the one so lofty.
I'll go to the sad, empty carnival and I'll see there a clown.
I'll see him cryin' in the alley, I don't want him to frown.
I wanna go over the hills and to the highlands.
But I gotta cross the river Styx to understand.
I'll go where my feet take me, but I'll always watch where they're takin' me.

Oh what did you hear out there my friend?
Oh what did you hear out there my friend?
I heard thunder rollin' and crashin'.
And I felt the ground fall crumbin'.
I heard the ocean waves pound and roar.
I never could hear what made the vultures soar.
I heard drummers drummin' on drums
and nothin' was comin' from
the drums. I head people cryin'
but no one cared, no one was listenin'.
I can only hear the words comin' out of my mouth.

Oh what are you gonna do now?
Oh what are you gonna do now?
I'm gonna do what I always do.
I'll keep on goin' all the way through.
I'll go where I need to go.
I'll never take and accept no.
I'll hear what I choose to hear, I'll never believe everything.
I'll be born and be dead beside no one, I'll die next to nothing.
I'll keep on walkin' and if my love joins me, then great.
And if she don't, I'll still get there at any rate.
I'll go to Barcelona and Madrid, Brownsville and Rome.
I'll always be the one to live as if I never lived on my own.
I'll never say good-bye, or at least that we'll meet again.
You never know if that'll happen or if we'll be friends.
You don't know how it'll turn out, and neither do I.
We got only one thing in common, we're all born, and we're all gonna die.
We got only one thing in common, we're all born, and we're all gonna die.