Turn from the Rain - The Veils

He married young, all rather at his bride’s insistence

He played it dumb, walked the line of least resistance

And payed no mind to this and that, no phony answers

If we’re going blind, Momma’s heart and Daddy’s cancers

Turn from the rain for all the good it done you

Turn from the rain you might as well have gone through

But I’ll try my hand at another one

All things must pass that stand beneath the sun

Oh lord, Oh oh He felt the truth wasn’t known to him so I tried pretending

And he raised the roof to see there’d be no happy endings

Out in the night, waited all night, returned at seven

But I tell you son, either way it dies, it will not matter

Turn from the rain for all the good it done you

Turn from the rain you might as well have gone through

But I’ll try my hand at another one

All things must pass that stand beneath the sun

Oh lord, Oh lord

Turn from the rain for all the good it done you

Turn from the rain you might as well have gone through

But I’ll try my hand at another one

All things must pass that stand beneath the sun

Oh lord, Oh oh Oh lord, Oh no Oh lord