Early in the crystal dawn
Lifeless faces in the grey slate rain
Air and traffic this city waking
Last night’s dream this broken line

Mad Day Dirt Rain

Long to set the record straight
Eyes shut to the wash of street signs
Words that sound like rusted street minds
Pleased to feel the cold and want

Mad day dirt rain

Just another crown jewel broken
Made to keep the living in
Wait the final end zones calling
Uniforms that speak of longing

This place holds me tight and sure, 
Dirt Rain

Mad day dirt rain