Even if it Rains

I used to dream my blood out of that moment
In the car
There's nothing I would rather be
Than a Star
Maybe then I'd get my wish
And shine down on the the things I've kissed

But real people are really bleeding real blood
At the wheel
When's the last time that you asked
How the cops make you feel?
The birds outside are tired and puffed
But noticing is not enough

Then one flies into the window and explodes
But it's about to rain again
And wash away, I suppose
For now a warning on the pane
The colour of the jam I make
A signature scrawled on the glass
The texture of what we should ask
Even if it rains today
I won't forget the bloody pane



Credits
Writer(s): Steve Sloane
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