This song is about a drought. I could probably make up some reasons why it's about all kinds of droughts (spiritual, relational, romantic, you name it), but it's really just about a summer without rain.
lyrics
No amount of water can wash this dust away
But a little wouldn't hurt
And no amount of logic can make you want to stay
But I've got to give the effort
Ooo, we sit on our porch
Cursing the sky
Cursing the ground so cracked and dry
Praying for
Anything, anything more
It's funny how rainfall can bring such joy
And at other times suffering
A dynamic creation, there's always life
To experience in the rain
Ooo, we sit on our porch
Cursing the sky
Cursing the ground so cracked and dry
Praying for
Anything, anything more
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