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Cover of Platform Four, Rain on the Tin Roof

Track 6 of the EP Snow That Wouldn't Stay · 2022

Platform Four, Rain on the Tin Roof

by Marcus Bell Quartet

“Rain on the tin roof and a board that only says wait. A fitting place to leave the winter.”

jazz · melancholy jazz · dream jazz · 3:07

Lyrics

Platform four, the rain's on the tin
The clock says late, the board says wait
A man with a paper, a girl with a bag
We're all just standing, nobody sad

Rain on the tin roof, train not here
Nobody's hurrying, nothing's near
I'll stand a while and watch it fall
Maybe the wait is the best of it all

Puddles gather where the yellow line ends
A porter whistles for absent friends
Your coat is damp and your smile is slow
Where are you headed, I'd like to know

Rain on the tin roof, train not here
Nobody's hurrying, nothing's near
I'll stand a while and watch it fall
Maybe the wait is the best of it all

Lamps are lit along the track
Every one of them calls you back
But you were leaving, so was I
Under the same grey sky

Then a far-off light, a distant hum
The rails are singing, here it comes
I'll hold the door, you take the seat
Strangers make the best company

Rain on the tin roof, train is here
Nobody's hurrying, the road is clear
We'll watch the platform slip away
And thank the rain for the delay

Rain on the tin roof
Thank the rain for the delay