Rain, come.

I heard the shamans could summon rain,

A thought so strange, so sweet, so brave.

If I could call the clouds again,

Make water fall just to remember.

The first time I let you kiss me—

Trembling—

It rained.

It rained when we held hands,

It drizzled when you sang,

Every moment marked

By falling drops, falling drops.

Rain, come.

Rain, come.

Now the sun has dried it all,

The earth, the sky, the trace of us.

Even words once breathing

Vanished like footprints in the sand.

Washed away.

Washed away.

It rained when we held hands,

It drizzled when you sang,

Every moment marked

By falling drops, falling drops.

Rain, come.

Rain, come.

If the rain fell again,

Would the sound bring you back to me?

If the rain fell again,

If only in memory.

Rain, come.

Flood me.

Rain, come.

Flood me.

Rain, come—

Flood me with memories of him.

Rain, come—

Water remembers.

Water remembers.