radium rain
cockburn, bruce
they're hosing down trucks at the border under a rainbow sign
the raindrops falling on my head burn into my mind
on a hillside in the distance there's a patch of green sunshine
everyday in the paper you can watch the numbers rise
no such event can over take us here
in the meantime don't eat anything that grows and don't breathe when the cars go by
big motorcycle rumbles out of the rain like some creation of mist
there's a man on a roof with a blindfold on and a hand grenade in his fist
with teeth clenched tight
filled with nostalgia for a clean wind's kiss
a flock of birds writes something on the sky in a language i can't understand
but it don't say why so much evil seems to land on man
when everyone i meet just wants to live and love
and get along as best they can