The Late September Dogs

Just outside my window I hear the late September dogs And I understand their warning I understand their song Since you left I feel the change in the air And night after night I'm searching for mercy everywhere So I wake in the street and I call out your name I shout to the sky please Come on let it rain Let it rain down on me Let the rain touch my hands Let the rain set me free Let it rain down on me Silence is the steel that pierces and cuts me to the bone In dreams the hand that touches you is mine and mine alone Cruel is the light is the morning shining down on me Hours with the Devil to understand just what you need So I wake in the street and I call out your name