Weather Report Suite

Winter rain, now tell me why
Summers fade and roses die
The answer came, the wind and rain

Golden hills now veiled in gray
Summer leaves have blown away
Now what remains, the wind and rain

And like a desert spring my lover comes and spreads her wings
Knowing
Like a song that's born to soar the sky
Flowing
Till the waters all are dry
Growing
The loving in her eyes

Circle songs and sands of time
And seasons will end in tumbled rhyme
And little change, the wind and rain

And like a desert spring my lover comes and spreads her wings
Knowing
Like a song that's born to soar the sky
Flowing
Till the rivers all are dry
Growing
The loving in her eyes

Winter gray and falling rain
We'll see summer come again
Darkness fall and seasons change
Gonna happen every time
Same old friends the wind and rain
We'll see summer by and by
Winter gray and falling rain
Summers fade and roses die
We'll see summer come again
Like a song that's born to soar the sky

Morning comes, she follows the path to the river shore
Lightly sung, her song is the latch on the morning's door
See the sun sparkle in the reeds; silver beads pass into the sea

She comes from a town where they call her the woodcutter's daughter
She's brown as the bank where she kneels down to gather her water
And she bears it away with a love that the river has taught her
Let it flow, greatly flow, wide and clear

Round and round, the cut of the plow in the furrowed field
Seasons round, the bushels of corn and the barley meal
Broken ground, open and beckoning to the spring; black dirt live again

The plowman is broad as the back of the land he is sowing
As he dances the circular track of the plow ever knowing
That the work of his day measures more than the planting and growing
Let it grow, let it grow, greatly yield

Chorus
What shall we say, shall we call it by a name
As well to count the angels dancing on a pin
Water bright as the sky from which it came
And the name is on the earth that takes it in
We will not speak but stand inside the rain
And listen to the thunder shout
I am, I am, I am, I am

So it goes, we make what we made since the world began
Nothing more, the love of the women, work of men
Seasons round, creatures great and small, up and down, as we rise and fall

[chorus]

1. Bob sometimes sang "The knowing in her eyes" instead of "The loving in her eyes."

2. In early rehearsals, Bob sang "Stepping free, she places her feet where they fell before" instead of "Lightly sung, her song is the latch on the morning's door."

3. In early rehearsals, Bob sang "Harvest dreams" instead of "Seasons round."

4. In early rehearsals, Bob sang "richly grow, greatly yield" instead of "let it grow, greatly yield."

5. Only Let It Grow was performed after 1974.