Cado Belle Paper In The Rain
The headline said, "A legend dead", and I never saw you
perform
the statues we plan never stand as tall, our heroes are
never so strong
did you choose that way, or did you have no say,
sometimes we just can't tell
the stone gets scarred in the wind and rain, the best
stories end as well.
Sky's so heavy, it's bound to rain again
turning points occur, though you can't say when
paper in the rain.
If six was nine maybe the night-bird would fly, back in
the wild dark sky
looking around you always find you're alone, when you've
got to fly so high
the best love is the love of life, I think of those words
you sang
then I read the headline one last time, and throw it away
in the rain.
The daisy chains lie broken now, the cat's out hunting
again
autumn stalks in circles round, and summer's running thin
ring the changes, forget your scars, throw caution to the
wind
sometimes you've got to search so hard, just to find
yourself a friend.
