It's midnight downtown. It's been raining for days
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Rain beats down.
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It covers the streets with its sparkling skin.
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In the deli purple light
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A woman in a party dress pays for some milk
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Yellow cab stops for a light
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Two men in black hats are running
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A messenger on a bike
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Pile drivers pounding. They've set up some lights.
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They're digging a hole. It's filling up with black water.
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Rainy days. Rainy nights.
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Steam rises, covers the city.
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Pieces of old newspaper float like paper boats
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They slide along the rushing water in the gutter.
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Rainy days. Rainy nights.
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Rain falls down and covers the city
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It falls from fabulous heights.
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Covers the streets with its sparkling skin.
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And over on Jane street they're shooting that movie again
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They just can't seem to get it right
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Behind a warehouse in a burned out building
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A man is sleeping in a cardboard box on a pile of salt
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Rainy days. Rainy nights.
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Rain falls down and covers the city
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It falls from fabulous heights.
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Covers the streets with its sparkling skin.
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A man on a park bench
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He sits in the pouring rain.
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Washington Street
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| Laurie Anderson |
