Track 6 of the album Slow Tide Home · 2016
Two Strangers, One Black Umbrella
“Same rain, same missing hat, another street, another stranger. I like that the story keeps happening to different people.”
bossa nova · bossa nova · rainy-night bossa · 4:12
Lyrics
The rain came down on Fourth and Main You had no hat, I had a cane I held the umbrella a little too high And you stepped under with a sigh Two strangers, one black umbrella Walking slow in the evening rain Two strangers, one black umbrella Nobody minds the puddles again We don't know each other's names But our shoulders keep the beat Two strangers, one black umbrella Sharing the dry on the street You laughed when the thunder spoke I said it's only the sky clearing its throat We passed a bakery, warm and bright And the whole world smelled of cinnamon light Two strangers, one black umbrella Walking slow in the evening rain Two strangers, one black umbrella Nobody minds the puddles again We don't know each other's names But our shoulders keep the beat Two strangers, one black umbrella Sharing the dry on the street Your corner came too soon I wished the block was longer The rain was kind to us And the rain was getting stronger Two strangers, one black umbrella Walking slow in the evening rain Two strangers, one black umbrella Nobody minds the puddles again We don't know each other's names But our shoulders keep the beat Two strangers, one black umbrella Sharing the dry on the street Sharing the dry on the street