Colin F. Jones

KAREN

Well I’ve been searching for a rainbow,
in the valleys down below,
and I’m weary from my travels,
that I’m now moving pretty slow.
I don’t know really where I’m going,
nor what I’ll find when I get there,
but so long as you are with me,
well I don’t think I really care.
You know together we’ve crossed mountains,
we’ve crossed rivers full in flood;
we’ve washed our hands in fountains
that we’ve also bathed in blood.
So to Hell with Golden rainbows,
‘cause it just couldn’t be this good.