Rusting in the Rain
The old gate is rusting in the rain
Children, comin' home from school
No longer skim their pebbles on the old town creek
That just around the bend becomes a pool
And we've all grown older
Come see where we have been
Out here rusting in the rain
The old house is creaking in the rain
And lovers comin' down the hill
No longer stop to linger by the old dead tree
They took away for lumber to the mill
And we've all grown older
Come see where we have been
Out here rusting in the rain
And we've all grown older
Come see where we have been
Out here rusting in the rain
The old world is dying in the rain
The summer comin' every year
No longer stops to wonder as it goes along its way
Did anybody ever live here?
And we've all grown older
Come see where we have been
Out here rusting in the rain
And we've all grown older
Come see where we have been
Out here rusting in the rain
Out here rusting in the rain
Out here rusting in the rain
Out here rusting in the rain
Autor(es): Rod McKuen
