In 2010, I took her in and said I?d love her till   The sky has lost her blue and the rivers all run still   Followed her till she came in and put her hand in mine      Then we lived in green fields but now it?s just a shame   Cities which once grew like weeds, now shipwrecks on the plain   750 days since a drop of rain      Then came November and my lover hid up rye   Drank it in the swelter as she laughed as the red sun died   She said she was gonna leave me and head out to the sea-side   Catch a cloud and ride, never such a thing      Politicians blamed each other   The preachers swelled with pride   The wealthy killed each other and the poor gave up a smile   ?Cause 750 days without a drop of rain made everyone the same