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 had seen

Life is a dream

Drifting at sea

It's so hard to believe

And so, Titus would grow

Taller 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 all stumps at bay

To wash the pain away

Rain's falling

Falling on you

And the stone he was driving

Washing 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 stone he was driving

Washing 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

Flow on the inside of you

The rainwater's falling on you

Falling on you