Raining (Rocky Broadway Cast Recording)

Watch him turn his collar up against the wet

Stops a passerby and borrows a cigarette

Ducks inside a doorway, and I see him strike a light

Pulls me back to everything I've ever known

Papa's sudden rages, mama turned to stone

Praying for Saint Anthony to come and make things right

You don't look up and you don't talk back and your odds are ten to none

Like a weed that grows from a pavement crack to the patch of sun

You hide yourself in a tiny space as the voice rise

And you go some place where no one ever cries

Well if it keeps on raining

I think I might float away

Yes if it keeps on raining, I may

The sky is overflowing, the rivers more like a bay

Yes, if it keeps on raining

I might float away

One day

Finishes his cigarette and throws it down

Gives a little wave and then he heads down town

Fading in the darkness, till he's finally gone from sight

But I don't look up and I don't wave back cause the odds are ten to none

That a weed stays put in the pavement crack

And it never finds the sun

I fit myself in my tiny space as the waters rise

And I wonder if he'll be back again

With his broken face

And his hard luck life

And his sad brown eyes

And if it keeps on raining

I think I might float away

Yes, if it keeps on raining, I may

The sky is overflowing, and I am filled to the brim

Yes, if it keeps on raining

I might float away...

To him