Lights, Sounds, and Resurrection

a song—folk—key of Am

she asked the crows by the garbage can

to light her cigarette

she saw the way that the clouds came in

and didn't want to get wet

when the pick up came, they flew away

and she hurried up inside

when she saw the raindrops, moist and grey,

she begged him for a ride

and now she waits in the passenger seat for direction:

a light or a sound, or a resurrection

but no one knows just why

she's got that serpent in her eye

but she'd rather be out in the pouring rain

with no car and no train, and no sun to claim

she just wants to be left alone

and find her own way home

she digs around her purse for a coin

to pay the man his dues

he doesn't make a lot of noise

but he asks about the news

the flood is coming around the bend

but the tires hold them back

there's a hole in the ground where the water ends

up flooding the sidewalk's cracks

and now she waits in the passenger seat for direction:

a light or a sound, or a resurrection

but no one knows just why

she's got that serpent in her eye

but she'd rather be out in the pouring rain

with no car and no train, and no sun to claim

she just wants to be left alone

and find her own way home

she steps out of the pick-up truck

and thanks the man again

he watches her foot steps, he's out of luck

to ask for another chance

a bird is outside with a match and a light

for her lonely cigarette

she lights it up and she walks inside

to spend her night in bed

and now she waits in the passenger seat for direction:

a light or a sound, or a resurrection

but no one knows just why

she's got that serpent in her eye

but she'd rather be out in the pouring rain

with no car and no train, and no sun to claim

she just wants to be left alone

and find her own way home