Pouring Rain

No cars, no planes
Just the sound of our footsteps down the lonely lane
No snow, no hail
Just the sound of pouring rain

There's hope, there's love
But she doesn't see it coming from above
There's music, there's sound
But only from the cats jumping off the ground

The world can be insane
To go crazy over a celebrity's name
But ironic, isn't it, when millions are killed
From the cause of a forgotten hurricane

Stabs, murders, and everyday crime
Even attempts to steal a single dime
The remains of someone gone all over the kitchen floor
All because they forgot to lock the front door

Rooftops used to gaze over the stars
From alleyways, they are thrown behind the bars
But an opposite world, the smell of liquor all around
The victims' cries being drowned in the dance of the sounds

But we all just wake up
It's just another day
Just the sound of our footsteps down the lonely lane

The smell of gasoline
Surrounds the usual station
The days you used to sneak out of detention

The sun is hidden
Behind the darker cotton

No snow, no hail
Just the sound of pouring rain