Rainy Day

The Bolshoi

Rainy day come my way 
I don't think 
I'll go out I think 
I'll stay like it 
or not you got what 
you got and when you look at yourself 
you can see that it's not a lot 
all the trees stand silent now reaching up to heaven with 
the dead man's bones they feel like stone 
and the blood is cold and when the wind blows 
you can hear them moan 

what a day to get away 
you can't see the shit on the city streets 
now come down look around 
all the ugly ducks are swans oh yes, I've seen all the 
we've made I've seen sunlight and the shade 
I tell you now that 
I would trade it all for just one rainy day I saw the 
figure of an old man wagging his hand like a metronome he 
was bitten by the teeth of the wind 
so he wrapped up the wound and he went off home 
heard the sound of the ships at sea calling to each other 
for a sense of direction 
I thought they sounded a bit like me when I sing a 
certain way with a certain inflection (chorus)

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