Music Cover 2026 Fall — The Sound of Rain

If I wait for death to turn around For wine, mountain, and your song of home As rain falls, it urges the sound of grass I heard you are the one for me

At the weathered city gate Old tree roots rest in hope On the flagstones, carved stone relics Rain falls, urging the unknown grass

I heard you surrender to this ancient town The temple bell echoes deep below Falls upon that coconut village Fate roots deep, binding us