The Who sings about the One

I am a huge fan of the band The Who.
They spoke the folks song of the angry urban poor; sons and daughters of working-class who drowned their angst in alcohol,
hand-rolled Drum smokes and violent protest.

...subsistence farmers trying to scratch out a living in a concrete prairie with no rain in sight.  

Out of them came the universal plea of us all who are choking on dust; Love, make it rain....oh God I need a drink of cool, cool rain.

The Hebrews sang this song, asking the Yaweh to restore thier lives, to get them off the Dole of every other tribe like he had done before...

to make it rain in a place that had forgotten what it smelled like when there was not dust nor heat;

"Restore our fortunes, O Lord,like streams in the Negeb!

Those who sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy!

He who goes out weeping,bearing the seed for sowing,

shall come home with shouts of joy,bringing his sheaves with him."

                                                                                                              Psalm 124:4-5

There is cleansing in the rain, 

There is purity in the rain

There is restoration in the rain

and there is hope.

There is healing in the waters that flow down from heaven, 

like a kiss on the forehead,

after a dark night of weeping, 

like the smell of hot asphalt 

realeasing it's heat after a summer drenching

..it whispers "it's over" 

It sings the song of the wind in the trees 

as the sun disperses the cold of night.

It is the last sigh of a baby when she can cry no more. 

It is the phone call saying its benign  

Little one, you have been in the dry land too long. 

Do not be afraid of the rain. 

Let it pour down on you. 

Under the dust is radiant gold

come under the rain with me. 

Only LOVE can make it rain