The Bancrofts - Rain (Live from the Bedroom) Lyrics

Walking barefoot in the overgrown lawns of a footballer's house
Making fists with my toes to soak up the dirt, become one with the earth
Your blue t-shirt is a lighthouse in a mistfall eclipse
The brightest thing on this rock when the sky filters nothing but the colours from Casablanca

Feel the rain fall down
When the drops soak down into your veins
Feel the raining clouds
When the salt carves out your name
Feel the rain

Driving through the mud and beer into a homeless mansion
Hear the glass of the bottles and pricks of the needles crunch into your soul
See the ghost in the window of a man I used to know
Looking down upon his world he lost in a rage of flames and light and fury

Feel the rain fall down
When the drops soak down into your veins
Feel the raining clouds
When the salt carves out your name
Feel the rain

The blood and the tears of a farmer on the hillside
It's a kind of weariness that makes him feel alive
But this winter it's harder to breathe through that soaking air
It's harder to live in a town that's going grey everywhere

Feel the rain fall down
When the drops soak down into your veins
Feel the raining clouds
When the salt carves out your name

Feel the rain
Feel the rain
Feel the rain
Feel the rain