Ravel in the rain

Now it’s complete

Ravel is in the rain

Standing in my dream street

I’d like to meet Ravel in New Orleans

Hold out my hand to his

I was warned, now I’m old

Still searching for what I’m told

is gone, is God, is not

Don’t try to leave

I’ve tried so many times

The street is named desire

I was warned, now I’m old

Still searching for what I’m told

is gone, is God, is not