00:21The Dust Was Thick
00:23And the air sat still, rust on the rail, and time to kill
00:31I've been talking to Walt more than to God, thinking he packed up and moved on
00:42Then the sky broke open over that field, thunder talking like it had something to heal
00:52Rain hit the pole like a choir of mail, and I swear I felt grace in the head
01:07April rain, you found me again, washing off the years I've been standing in sin
01:17Don't need no sermon, don't need no plan
01:22Just a barefoot prayer in your holy hand
01:38My old dog howled, and the fiddle cry, steamed from the road like souls revived
01:48I didn't shout, I didn't kneel
01:54Just let the storm say what I couldn't feel
01:59Let it pour till the creek runs clean
02:05Let it drown what I used to be
02:09Every drop, a hymn in the sky
02:17Falling straight from mercy's eyes
02:23April rain, you found me again
02:28Wash me down to where it all began
02:33You don't preach loud, you just understand
02:38That grace ain't thunder
02:43It's the gentle hand
02:46...
03:07You don't preach loud, you just understand
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