In the Rain

There's a certain kind of holding on
Where I'm holding my breathe
Seeing what your next move is
And if it's worth the threat

Is it worth the holding back?
The unconscious bit of waiting
Seeing what exactly lies ahead
And if it's degrading

How many roads must this girl walk down
Before we can eliminate this broken frown?
The wet pavement, the reflection of her lament
She's got no one to dance with in the rain

I wanted you to hold me even closer
But there's no point in the end
With the result always the same
Seeing this same scene try to mend

Am I that damaged record,
Best only for the sense of display
Dressed up for the glass case
Never to be put down and played

There's a certain kind of holding on
Where the rain falls down around us
Where the troubles can't touch us
Keeping  calm while the world falls down