feels like rain

Riff1: D|--7-7-5-5-7--7-5--| A|--0-0-0-0-0--0-0--| Riff2: G|-------------------7p5----------| D|--7-x-5-x-7-x-5--7----h7-x-5-7--| chord fill: chords in this order(you can figure out the rhythm) e|-----------------| B|--5---5---5---0--| G|--5---5---5---5--| D|--7---6---5---4--| A|--5---5---5---5--| E|-----------------| Riff1 Riff1 I cut accross a dust bowl, Indian autumn sky. The land was parched and tirsty, like a widowed mother's cry. I slipped through voodoo mystics, merchants and the thieves. The air smelt like religion, enlightenment's not free. Riff1 Riff1 The road was filled with followers, panting for a cure. A streetside hippie guru, beckoned me "Come near". His clothes smelled like patchouli, his blanket offered oils. Tried to see me talismans, for the road that was within. Riff2 Oh feels like rain... x2 Riff1 Riff1 I saw it in the factories, where sweat has lost it's price. I watched it in the hospice halls, and tried to hold a smile. I saw it in suburbia, where bumper stickers preach. If truth is all so relative, then why do we still reach. Riff2 Oh, feels like rain, I wish the sky would open up all over me... chord fill: 2x clean 2x thick 2x thin Riff1 Riff1 We've got angels on the television, prophets on the news. Doomsday rocket scientists, to save me from my blues. A spiritual awakening for the working stitch. I never walk into the light, unless I know who turned the switch. Riff2 Oh feels like rain I wish the sky would open up all over me... chord fill: 1x