Robert Hunter wrote this, probably with Jerry Garcia:

[Yes, I’m sure it’s Hunter’s work; I’ve had the book since it first appeared:

A Box of Rain: Lyrics: 1965-1993 (Poets, Penguin)

I am particularly fond of his repeated metaphors about the weather, playing cards, hard liquor, and loneliness. Oh, and a whole slew of Biblical references.]

The song came to mind because we’re having Noah’s Ark Redux here. And when it begins to flood – as it is now – we sometimes lose our internet connection. Why? I have no idea, but I like to warn y’all what MAY be coming.

It also could come to pass that the super-saturated clay soil will let go of a few tall healthy pine trees, leaving their roots exposed to air and light as they fall across the electric lines thirty feet away…

This deluge is probably due to the farmers: we’d been having a dry spell – another way to endanger even more pines – and all those guys were petitioning skyward for rain, rain, RAIN.

Now they have it. Pity those who didn’t get the hay in last week.

By the way, it’s straight rain icons through next Tuesday or so. Flooded roads are already a problem. The probability of either of the two events I mention go up with each passing day.

The lyrics for this song are below the fold.

Look out of any window
Any morning, any evening, any day
Maybe the sun is shining
Birds are winging or
Rain is falling from a heavy sky,
What do you want me to do,
To do for you to see you through?
For this is all a dream we dreamed
One afternoon long ago
Walk out of any doorway
Feel your way, feel your way
Like the day before
Maybe you’ll find direction
Around some corner
Where it’s been waiting to meet you,
What do you want me to do,
To watch for you while you’re sleeping?
Well please don’t be surprised
When you find me dreaming too

Look into any eyes
You find by you, you can see
Clear through to another day
Maybe been seen before
Through other eyes on other days
While going home,
What do you want me to do,
To do for you to see you through?
It’s all a dream we dreamed
One afternoon long ago

Walk into splintered sunlight
Inch your way through dead dreams
To another land
Maybe you’re tired and broken
Your tongue is twisted
With words half spoken
And thoughts unclear
What do you want me to do
To do for you to see you through
A box of rain will ease the pain
And love will see you through

Just a box of rain,
Wind and water,
Believe it if you need it,
If you don’t just pass it on
Sun and shower,
Wind and rain,
In and out the window
Like a moth before a flame

And it’s just a box of rain
I don’t know who put it there
Believe it if you need it
Or leave it if you dare
And it’s just a box of rain
Or a ribbon for your hair
Such a long long time to be gone
And a short time to be there