The Bolshoi - Rainy Day

Rainy day come my way
I don't think I'll go out
I think I'll stay
Like it or not you got what you got
And when you look at yourself
You can see that it's not a lot

All the trees stand silent now
Reaching up to heaven with the dead man's bones
They feel like stone and the blood is cold
And when the wind blows you can hear them moan

What a day to get away
You can't see the shit on the city streets now
Come down, look around
All the ugly ducks are swans
Oh yes, I've seen all the things we;ve made
I've seen sunlight and the shade
I tell you now that I would trade it all for just one rainy day

I saw the figure of an old man
Wagging his hand like a metronome
He was bitten by the teeth of the wind
So he wrapped up the wound and he went off home

What a day to get away
You can't see the shit on the city streets now
Come down, look around
All the ugly ducks are swans
Oh yes, I've seen all the things we;ve made
I've seen sunlight and the shade
I tell you now that I would trade it all for just one rainy day

Heard the sound of the ships at sea
Calling to each other from a sense of direction
I thought they sounded a bit like me
When I sing a certain way
With a certain inflection

What a day to get away
You can't see the shit on the city streets now
Come down, look around
All the ugly ducks are swans
Oh yes, I've seen all the things we;ve made
I've seen sunlight and the shade
I tell you now that I would trade it all for just one rainy day