Written during a rain storm, with a particular woman in mind.
Pretty pictures on the wall, get off that railing, before you fall. Come on over, anyone, you just can’t imagine, all the fun! It’s happening here, above the street. Go somewhere else, if you want to eat. Listen to the river move along. Get it right now, for a song.
Passing cars, and cloudy days, get your mind set, forty ways. Give it up, or hold on tight. Just let the day drift into night. It’s raining now, so don’t be shy. There ain’t no need to wonder why. I’ve got my problems, so do you. What it is, or ain’t, ain’t nothing new. Life will go on, with, or without you.
Feeling good here’s not a crime. No need for guilt, just passing time.
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