Cold jade wind   not an angel in the sky   just cold jade restless wind   somethin’s coming, I know   to devastate    my soul      I pricked my fingers   on the thorns   and this rain is a’rainin’ hard   This sky’s gonna beckon Mariah   to match my soul   rain in the river   rain in the river   rain on the river banks   down my neck   beads of sweat      Rain on the highway   running clear across New York   a windsong through the barren trees   wild lavender heather   by the railroad sways   Listen to the wailin’   of the rain in the river   rain on the river banks   Roll, roll   river rock his soul   she’s calling you   rainclouds   rainclouds   Roll, roll   river rock his soul   she’s calling you   rainclouds   rainclouds   down his neck   down his neck   down his neck   beads of   beads of   beads of    beads of sweat      five boys standing   on the banks of the river   waiting for the virgin snow   searching for a miracle   a pearl in an oyster   and we all looked out to God   although he is the color of the wind   Listen to the wailing   of the rain in the river   rain on the river banks