Rocket to the Moon

In the silence where I am, I don't know
You must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on
Only dust and not a sound
Only what was it it said
Come and gone, come and gone

Come out of the water and into the rain
I'm scared to go back in the water again
This might sound crazy, I hope that it's not
The last time I ever get caught in the rain

The memory came, faint and cold
Of the story that I might have told
A story in the likeness of my life
A panhandler, a man, and a woman
Met on a street in Paris, France
The panhandler stabbed the man
And the woman called for an ambulance
The three of them met up again
When the case came into court
In light of all the evidence
The sentence was quite short

The man asked the panhandler
"What have I done to be you so?"
The panhandler shrugged his shoulders
And said he didn't know
The man turned to the woman
She said, "I do with all my heart"
They were married and their apartment
Overlooked the prison yard

In the silence where I am, I don't know
You must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on
Only dust and not a sound
Only what was it it said
Come and gone, come and gone

Come out of the water and into the rain
I'm scared to go back in the water again
This might sound crazy, I hope that it's not
The last time I ever get caught in the rain