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Raised in the Rain

from The Human Conditional by Bill White

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In the valley below the volcano
The children of industry were born
Some were rised by their mothers
Their fathers were killed in the war
They were the first generation
without inheritance or name
Their mothers worked the shift at midnight
and they were raised in the rain

Raised in the rain
webbed feet and muddy hems
pockets stained by m and ms
Hopping freights to californina thrown off the top of the trains
the world is ruled by deesrt flowers
and we were raised by the rain

Most never went to college
but they kept on reading books
working crummy jobs
when they could get them
going from janitor to dishwasher to cook
now and then id sell a poem
that 20 bucks bought a lot of beans
most days i fingered the coin returns
of newspaper boxes and candy machines

raised in the rain
rooming houses and minimum wage
two cents for lemomade
me and freddie the wise m
n hunkered down in a hurricane
he was from the windy city
and i was raised in the rain

i rode the back of a bus to boston then htched to tennessee
no matter how you slice it a 20 is just two tens
i found out the hard way that you cant go home again

raised in the rain raised in the rain
most of us have lost our mothers
but we still have the rain

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from The Human Conditional, track released February 7, 2018
written and performed by bill white

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