CHAIN AND DIE


I love to listen to the evening rain, as it gallops from the sky.
It always helps to ease the pain, when I listen to it cry.
I’ll dangle from my golden chain, until the day I die.
I love to smell the evening die, in a city full of rain,
To watch it dangle from its chain, then vanish into the sky.
It always makes me want to cry to hear it scream in pain.

Chorus:
When the radios rain from the sky and Love’s pain makes the city cry,
The shoppers form a chain and die...shoppers form a chain and die.

I love to taste the bitter pain, when Love begins to die,
And the radios begin to cry as they walk out in the rain.
They disappear into the sky, but leave their golden chain.
I love to dangle from that chain and writhe in clouds of pain
That jam the city’s evening sky as Love begins to die.
The radios begin to rain and make me want to cry.
(repeat chorus)

I love to watch the shoppers cry as they form an endless chain
And wander out into the rain to try to escape the pain
Of knowing that their brains will die before they reach the sky.
I love to touch the evening sky. It makes me want to cry.
I love to watch the radios die and leave their golden chain.
And I love to taste the bitter pain when Love dies in the rain.
(repeat chorus)


Words and Music by Galen Green c 1980