there was a sound that split all the heavens apart   on the northern wind out in a southern spark   oh, I will be with you running from the rain,      when it reaches the end of the line.   I see myself reflected in broken glass   as the gates come crashing down.   there is blood on the tracks, tonight,   and rust inside our veins...   will it ache every time I hear the storm running behind me?      there were some younger kids   who followed the tracks that day   it was a passing afternoon   that came and took them away   so we forgot our names   lying in the tall grass   underneath the billboard dreams   Oh I will be with you   running from the rain,      when it reaches the end of the line.   I see myself reflected in broken glass   as the gates come crashing down.   there is blood on the tracks, tonight,   and rust inside our veins...   will it ache every time I hear the storm It’s running all over me.   Running from the rain      (see the steam in the distant hills   see the rooftops glitter in the sun   hear the summer counting down   running out, running from the rain   operator, operator, did you lose your way when you got that call your brother made?   you're sick of running and you know it's true you're coming back, running from the rain)