“The rain to the wind said, you push and I'll pelt. They so smote the garden bed, that the flowers actually knelt, and lay lodged--though not dead. I know how the flowers felt.” ― Robert Frost
As we go through our crisis, that love will reign over all we are going through. As writer of this song, Peter Townshend explained, the song refers to the comment that rain was a blessing from God; that thunder was God's Voice. Of course there is more to this song in the context of the autobiographical album.
While many grieve today, or waging battle of many kinds, remember the cool, cool rain.
Stay inspired my friends.
"Love, Reign O'er Me"
Only love can make it rain
The way the beach is kissed by the sea
Only love can make it rain
Like the sweat of lovers layin' in the fields
Love, reign o'er me
Love, reign o'er me
Rain on me, rain on me
Only love can bring the rain
That makes you yearn to the sky
Only love can bring the rain
That falls like tears from on high
Love, reign o'er me
Rain on me, rain on me
Love, reign o'er me
Rain on me, rain on me
On the dry and dusty road
The nights we spend apart alone
I need to get back home to cool, cool rain
I can't sleep, and I lay, and I think
The night is hot and black as ink
Oh God, I need a drink of cool, cool rain
Love, reign o'er me
Reign o'er me, o'er me, o'er me
Love, reign o'er me, o'er me
Love
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