overcrowded buses carrying people, burning sun sent us little children crying 'cause they lost the train and my only friend from the corner who was painting in the streets took the lost law into prison
he had to pay for yesterday empty faces all around me dirty clouds are walkin' on that's enough for me. this doesn't turn me on do you go out the street in the rain?
there will wait for you another world see the chalice gleamin' and your discus was taken away just for the rain
and you will look at me from how you never have them seen before their little children paly with the flowers on the way you will see the burning sun goes down then you wake up in the mornin' and you feared for you was born upon that day do you go out the street in the rain?
