Track 2 of the album Midnight Mallets · 2016
Rooftop Hours Before Rain
“The sky is about to open and I'm not in any hurry to go inside. Theo's mallets sound like the first drops.”
jazz · after-hours jazz · vibraphone jazz · 3:16
Lyrics
Thunder's on the way But the night is mine to keep Up on the rooftop The city's fast asleep Seven floors above Every light is gold I came to leave my worries On a roof so high and cold Roll on, roll on Hours before the rain I'm walking tall tonight I'm leaving all the pain Let the sky come down I'll stand here in my coat Roll on, roll on Hours before the rain Cars are drawing ribbons On the avenue below A radio is playing Somewhere soft and low I count the windows burning I count what I have got A little less than I wanted But a little more than not Roll on, roll on Hours before the rain I'm walking tall tonight I'm leaving all the pain Let the sky come down I'll stand here in my coat Roll on, roll on Hours before the rain First drop on my sleeve Second on my hand I laugh, I do believe I understand Roll on, roll on Hours before the rain I'm walking tall tonight I'm leaving all the pain Let the sky come down I'll stand here in my coat Roll on, roll on Hours before the rain Roll on Roll on