The Falling Rain

ttto: "Rhythm of the Rain" by the Cascades (was covered by someone else in late 90's)
words: copyright 1978 by Harold Groot


Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
Telling Man just what a fool he's been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
Amid the ruined world of men.

The city that I lived in is a rubbish heap
And there my wife and daughter lie.
But I was in a coal mine half a mile deep
Among the few that didn't die.

       Rain falling on a world that's turned to hell
       Rain just as deadly as the bombs that fell
       Rain running down the slope to seek the place where we dwell

The inside of our mine can't be our home for long
Unless we get the things we lack
So someone must go where the radiations strong
To bring the food and tools back

       Three dying men to salvage what we need
       Three women down below who bear our seed
       My hair is falling and my gums have started to bleed

Before you call me "Hero" and begin to cry
Just contemplate my future life
It's easier by far to donate genes and die
And now I go to join my wife.

    Oh, listen to the falling rain
       Pitter-patter, pitter-patter
    Listen, listen to the geigers too
       Chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter
    Oh, listen, listen to the falling rain....