Song Lyrics

You're on air
I'm walking down the street in the rain, my umbrella high above my head
High above my head

I'm walking down the street in the rain, my umbrella high above my head
High above my head

I'm walking down the street in the rain, my umbrella high above my head
High above my head

I'm walking down the street in the rain, my umbrella high above my head
High above my head

I'm walking down the street in the rain, my umbrella high above my head
High above my head

I'm walking down the street in the rain, my umbrella high above my head
High above my head

I like it
Girl you got a lot of style
And I know honey we can do
Girl you got it solid
Sweet dream on you, everything you do, I like it

Feed the babies who can't get enough to eat
Shoe the children
New shoes on their feet
House the people
Living in the street
Oh, there's a solution
I want to fly

Will we really ever love again
Or will we just sit and rot away with the brighter tomorrows and the scag fear
Rat-grubbing catch this halls of our minds

What y'all gonna do?
What y'all gonna do?

Into the future

Y'all and all better get it right and this time, while the time is good, 'cause there might not be no next time
We're falling back in the sea of our brothers, are calling at the bottomless ocean
Gusting down alleys and through streets of parked cars, walk by one spectacle motion
The future

Bruce Dedrick