Blue Room Rain

I came in slow through the blue room rain. Coat still damp and my shoes were plain. Mabel was wiping down the sugar tin. She said, "You're late, but you can still come In." Bar bass sighs in the corner light. Piano held one note like it knew my life. And every glass on the shelf looked kind, Like it had heard my name a thousand times. So I set my watch by the cigarette glow. Watched the old clock face move real slow. Then you turned like a memory, And the whole room leaned toward me. Blue room rain, stay on my skin. Blue room rain, let me begin. I was lost, then I found your name In the blue room rain. Blue room rain, soft and low. Blue room rain, don't let go. When the night comes back again, I'll be there with the blue room rain. You said your train left from Nathan, Maine, but your hands told me more than your Mouth explained. There was a ring mark pale on your left-hand Skin and a split in the seam where the Hurt got in. Brushes swayed like a broom on wood. Tenor sax cut through the neighborhood. You laughed once, then you looked away, Like you'd practiced how to leave that way. So I kept my drink where the shadows fell. Kept my heart in a half-closed shell. Then you sang my name just one time clear, And I knew why I'd wandered here. Blue room rain, stay on my skin. Blue room rain, let me begin. I was lost, then I found your name In the blue room rain. Blue room rain, soft and low. Blue room rain, don't let go. When the night comes back again, I'll be there with the blue room rain. The room got small, the hours got thin. A cracked glass held the moonlight in. You said, "Nobody stays the same." I said, "Honey, That's the shape of pain." Then the bass went deep like a closing door. Piano traced what we came here for. You touched my sleeve, then you disappeared, But your laugh still hangs right here. Blue room rain, stay on my skin. Blue room rain, let me begin. I was lost, then I found your name In the blue room rain. Blue room rain, soft and low. Blue room rain, don't let go. When the night comes back again, I'll be there With the blue room rain. Mabel stacked the chairs by the wall. Saxophone fading past it all. I stepped outside where the cold wind stayed, With your blue room rain still in my Veins.