it’s a’coming, lawd, lawd
it’s a’coming
don’t know where
don’t know when
don’t know how
but it’s a coming
lawd, lawd
sometimes
i can smell it in the air
like an impending August rain
sometimes
i can hear it swooshing
like it was riding the wind
sometimes
i can hear it whispering
like ghost riders in the sky
yet
it’s a’coming, lawd, lawd
it’s a coming.