the rain

from live at the firehouse by whysowhite

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lyrics

Charlie Moonbeam:
he woke up to pit-pat, the rain splat, the window cracked
he’s leaned back in the backseat of his cadillac
His eyes crusted and closed, he’s hung over
thinkin’ over the last time he was feelin’ sober
the gentle mist kissed him with a tenderness
unlike the way he’d met his wife with a bender fist
how could he send her this simple pretender shit
he’s pullin’ out his hair and askin’ “when is the end of this?”
his shirt’s wet from a cut on his chest
he remembers feelin’ lonely, can’t remember the rest
his head’s poundin’ the thump thump resoundin’
like God was tryna wake him from his hazardous hell-boundin’
he never founded a consciousness well-grounded
and now he’s caught without his trousers soon as the bell sounded
and he’s surrounded by the poundin’ of rain
and he’s just countin’ down the days until he’s drowned in his pain

ah! the rain is fallin’ down

big fat nick:
ope
my mind’s got me trapped in
roped me with emotions and told me to just get strapped in
crafty imagination craftin
reasons fer me to go back in to habits that lack positive dividends
the end is near here
in these cavernous caves of my mind
escaping barely every time
wondering why
i haven’t broken toward the blue sky
away is where i’m running everyday
but i can’t run away
from myself
and now the rain is fallin down

ah! the rain is fallin’ down

D-Pop Fantastic:
the water level came up, raised up
the river overrunneth, game’s up
the people crying “save us! save us!
from what mother mature gave us! gave us!”
(the rain is falling down)

ah! the rain is fallin’ down

credits

from live at the firehouse, released August 26, 2013

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