40 Years

By Counting Crows

Released on 1991

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[Verse 1]

I was born in the jungle

The sickening smell of cinnamon in the air

I was born in a white hole

And I can't believe the colors here today

Stalk on a circle

Well, I've never been blessed with elephant's memory

I'm riding a red line nowhere


[Chorus]

If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for

If it takes 40 years, I'll put the money away

If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need, sir

If it takes 40 years, I'll walk the thunder and the rain


[Verse 2]

I was born in a good home

Where the rising cost of raising children

Was not a factor

And you can't believe the things it does to me

I'm filled with the white noise

Well, I never did much of anything anyway

Jump on a big train nowhere


[Chorus]


[Verse 3]

I wanna buy me a good heart, and a conscience

And maybe raise some children

I wanna get me a good wife

And a garden, garden, garden, garden

Wanna start me a new life with a six foot color television

Wanna start me a new life somewhere

Well, I was born on a warm night

On the right coast of southeastern America

Dead on arrival

But you can't believe the things you hear today

I'll fly me a white plane over water

Over blue and green

And land in the ocean somewhere


[Chorus]

I'll walk that rain

C'mon now, give me the thunder

Give me the thunder

I want that rain

I want the thunder and the rain