Fistful Of Rain Lyrics

Fistful Of Rain lyrics

Warren Zevon and Jorge Calderon, Zevon Music BMI/Googolplex Music BMI



You can dream the American Dream 

But you sleep with the lights on 

And wake up with a scream 

You can hope against hope 

That nothing will change 

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain 



Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold 

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold of that 

          fistful of rain 



When your grasp has exceeded your reach 

And you put all your faith 

In a figure of speech 

You've heard all the answers 

But the questions remain 

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain 



Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold 

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold of that 

          fistful of rain 



And when diamonds turn back into coal 

Grab a hold, children, grab a hold 

When the mountains crumble 

And you're ready to rumble 

And roll like a runaway train... 



And when diamonds turn back into coal 

Grab a hold, children, grab a hold 

When the mountains crumble 

And you're ready to rumble 

And roll like a runaway train... 



In a heart there are windows and doors 

You can let the light in 

You can feel the wind blow 

When there's nothing to lose 

And nothing to gain 

Grab a hold of that fistful of rain 



Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold of that 

          fistful of rain 

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold of that 

          fistful of rain