CUNEATE

Lyrics

The hot rain brings in the sky through the broken window
It stirs the dirt between her two bent feet
Her one man has now gone
Has found his life through the front door
Her feet tap a beat to a lonely forgotten tune

He wants her, and he needs her, such a long, long time they’ve been apart

The man with the good shoes curses in the sweaty rain
And saves himself again from a fall on the crippled bricks
And into a pool of water and oil, his best clothes
It's so dirty down here
In the hot rain
He has seen this lane before
And he knows all the weeping voices in all their weeping houses
He carries her picture in a blue silk handkerchief

He wants her, and he needs her, such a long, long time they’ve been apart

He knows who he wants from this place
He knows all the pain in this picture's face
He thinks of the time, when they were taller than now
He thinks of the time, when he held her close
He thinks of the time, when she knew no pain
He carries her picture in a blue silk handkerchief
It's so dirty down here
In the hot rain

It's so dirty down here
He carries her picture in a blue silk handkerchief