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After The Rain
she hears a shower falling in the morning the baby says it's time to start the day he's crying from his crib in the corner because he doesn't know another way it was raining when the baby started sleeping, raining when he woke her up at four there's a little coming through the plaster ceiling, there's a bucket in the corner by the door when the rain comes it washes her clean, she's running in rainbows like the gutter gasoline she cries instead of sleeping, but she'll make it through this pain she's just waiting 'for after the rain the dishes from her dinner are still soaking, it's not a big apartment but it's home some people say this kind of home is broken, but the baby's here, she doesn't live alone when the rain comes it washes her clean, she's running in rainbows like the gutter gasoline she cries instead of sleeping, but she'll make it through this pain she's just waiting for after the rain a tiny shoulder works OK for crying, when the baby goes to sleep she can let go she rocks him slowly, whispers that she's trying she thinks he understands, but doesn't know when the rain comes it washes her clean, she's running in rainbows like the gutter gasoline she cries instead of sleeping, but she'll make it through this pain she's just waiting for after the rain Originally released on the LP/CD Black Mountain, NC, 2000 More Lyrics More Info MORE LYRICS FRONT DOOR MAIN GATE CROSSROADS FAREWELL  EMAIL
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