I am just a sliding door
Keeping rain off of the floor
He is orange, white and black
Waiting for the storm to slack
Calico glass and a humming machine
Warmest corner that he ever seen
Spinning circles in a soapy white haze
Waiting out the rainy city maze
Water beads upon the pane
Hiding from the heavy rain
He is curled into a ball
By the laundry folding wall
Calico glass and a humming machine
Warmest corner that he ever seen
Spinning circles in a soapy white haze
Waiting out the rainy city maze
Drying lint and scented soap
Give a little stray some hope
Steel and chrome and plastic heat
Safe away from frozen street
Calico glass and a humming machine
Warmest corner that he ever seen
Spinning circles in a soapy white haze
Waiting out the rainy city maze
The dryer clicks and the timer goes dead
He tilts his small and colorful head
The wind howls loud in a salty grey tone
But for one hour he is not alone
Now the clouds are turning light
The wet pavement is shining bright
He steps out to the open street
With a steady rhythm in his feet
Calico glass and a humming machine
Warmest corner that he ever seen
Spinning circles in a soapy white haze
Waiting out the rainy city maze
Dry paws on the tile
Dry paws on the tile
Gone for a while
Gone for a while
