The Rain

I can hear the rain,
It's on its way,
if not tomorrow,
then today.
The town's coolers are billowing hard,
Pumping pollution.
The fog's coming down
To the rain on the pavement
That's raping pathways
and falling down drains
with beating disdain...

There's a girl, there's a girl, there's a girl,
There's a girl, there's a girl, there's a girl,
There's a girl, there's a girl, there's a girl,
Who's lovely, and lovely, and lovely,
and lonely today.
And somewhere, and somewhere, and somewhere,
And somewhere, and somewhere,
And somewhere,
and somewhere, and somewhere, and somehow
she's sending the rain.

I can hear the rain,
Gate-crashing weddings,
If not tomorrow,
then today,
This town's a river, washing away
and drowning solutions,
And night's coming down
On the steps of the staircase
Flooding the doorways
And fucking my feelings...

Is a girl, is a girl, is a girl,
is a girl, is a girl, is a girl,
is a girl, is a girl, is a girl,
Who's lovely, and lovely, and lovely
and lonely today,
And somewhere, and somewhere, and somewhere,
And somewhere, and somewhere,
And somewhere,
and somewhere, and somewhere and somehow
she's sending the rain.

The Spiral

For Stairmaster D. "The sun will shine again, Dude".