paroles de chanson Hands Like Rain - James McMurtry
Slowly
crawling
'cross
the
floor
Comes
a
shadow
through
the
window
From
the
house
next
door
And
the
dust
specks
dancing
In
the
last
of
the
light
One
more
evening
passing
She
walked
on
tiptoes
On
a
gravel
bar
Wet
skin
pale
as
the
evening
star
The
North
Platte
winding
like
a
silver
eel
Hands
like
rain
on
August
fields
Falling
soft
To
ease
the
drought
inside
As
memory
fades
Not
much
remains
But
hands
like
rain
Now
I
stand
on
stiff
legs
And
I
clutch
the
cane
And
I
search
the
sky
for
a
sign
of
rain
As
if
it
matters
As
if
it
makes
a
damn
Just
an
old
man's
habit
Down
the
street
The
schoolboys
play
Dime
novel
heroes
from
another
day
Who
now
are
nothing
more
than
faceless
names
And
a
nameless
face
with
hands
like
rain
We'd
run
by
night
And
we'd
hide
by
day
So
the
papers
used
to
say
On
stolen
horses
and
borrowed
time
Dancing
girls
and
brandy
wine
I
can
hear
them
calling
They're
calling
me
I
can
here
them
calling
But
I
still
can't
see
Life
and
legend
are
an
awkward
pair
And
there
ain't
much
magic
anywhere
Except
in
moments
we
can't
often
steal
Hands
like
rain
on
August
fields
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