Wings of the Ragman
It's raining down roses on the stop where you stand
As you wait for the morning train
The woman beside you, her shoulders are smoking
Her eyes are filling with flame
And it's nothing new, happens each day
Everyone turns away
And back on the platform, the wings of the ragman
Are stretching and shaking and shining, shining like rain
The street that you live on is brush strokes on canvas
You'd see it if you turned around
The sky fell last wednesday and broke into pieces
And every shard made a sound
But it's nothing new, happenbs each day
And everyone turns away
It's the clock in your kitchen, it's the faces of children
It's the rising, the falling, the lost, the lost and the found
And it's all around you now
It's all around you now
It's all around you now
Still you don't see
Still you don't see
The boy on the porch swing, he left glowing footprints
On the sidewalk as he pased by
Oh, you can't see it, I know you can't see it
And back then, neither could I
But it's nothing new, happens each day
And everyone turns away
And back in your old yard, the tree from your childhood
Is thinking about you, and shivers a sigh
And it's all around you now
It's all around you now
It's all around you now
Still you don't see
Still you don't see