So I left you to find my very own hat full of rain

Dec 29, 2010 | Things I wish I'd written

“And now my lights, they never go down,
They waltz the moon and stars for me now
So you can find some local libertine
To take your daughters out on the town
And I can feel it in my aging bones
How the sound of the rain mixes up
Into the fountains where I drank my hero’s blood
So I left you to find my very own hat full of rain”

…from Orphans, Track #6 off of The Gaslight Anthem‘s American Slang