Titus Was Born

Titus Was Born
Titus was born
Under the eye of a storm
Rainwater carried his bed
Around the world and back again
Oh, all the things he did see; life is a dream
Drifting at sea, it's so hard to believe

And so, Titus would grow
Tall and strong as an oak
Rainwater stuck in his head
It filled him with words left unsaid
Of all the things he might be, drifting at sea
At night he would dream
Of old storms at bay, to wash the pain away
Rain's falling
Falling on you...
And the storm it was driving
Wash it away
All the trees on the island
Rainwater, rainwater
In the eye, there was a silence
But he washed it away
Crashing rocks by the sirens
It's falling on you
Rainwater, rainwater
It's falling on you
And the storm it was driving
Wash it away
All the trees on the island
Rainwater, rainwater
In the eye, there was a silence
But he washed it away
Crashing rocks by the sirens
It's falling on you

Rainwater, rainwater
Float on the infinite blue
While rainwater's falling on you
Falling on you...