Album Notes

BEFORE THE RAINS CAME
And all those lovely masqueraders
Masquerade their lavish bodies
They all make their way so dashing
In their polished high-heeled shoes
Bold and debonair Lotharios
Turn water into wine
They tease and drink it slowly down
To wash away those burning blues
Running wild out past the rusted signs
Were all young beauties meet
Far from confines of forgiveness
Where sin is still a fancy street
They dance along the alleyways
Like golden lions in the heat
Waiting for their one fine day in the sun
The ghost that we once knew as Goodness
Lies beneath a torn and faded sheet
She crawls along the savage floor
Down past the lights of Hopeful Street
She lingers in the empty shops
Where men and women used to meet
She waits to steal a kiss
And lift some lover off his feet
And still the lonely guarded heroes
Dance with malice in the night
They hold up in their empty hearts
And pray to God with all their might
They wait for certain saviors
That certainly will never come
They hide their broken promises
So they can never hurt no one
And the days will run away and leave us in their shadows
And the nights will hide in memories of our youth
And we’ll remember all of the times
Before the rains came…

- Roger Jameson