Timothy J. Moffett - Adore the Rain lyrics

I looked at the deep black fence posts with golden inlays The untainted white walls of the springtime home before me The greenery that sprawled itself so neatly along its surfaces The ivy that entangled the door frame in a loving choke-hold And in the palm there is a key And in the key there is a threshold There is a figure A conundrum The water in my shoes is warm I step quickly to lessen the damp What use is my umbrella When I leave home without it? You say that you adore the rain Like life inside a washing machine Like life inside a washing machine Like life inside your crying eyes And in the palm there is a key And in the key there is a threshold There is a figure A conundrum