Rain - PUPIL

an idiot he drinks from a flask

straight from the pocket

it ain’t never coming back

oh yeah

immediately she turns to the sky

waits for the message

that’s coming from her eye

oh yeah

you better not be here

when the storm comes around

baby i want you near

when the war machine breaks down

nicotine diver climbing up the wall

picked up a guitar

but he don’t know what it’s for

oh yeah

sugarcane reaper laughing in the dark

she wants to be permanent

permanently marked

oh yeah

rain rain falling on the ground

wash away the dirt from this wicked little town

(e. buendia)