Track Insight / Lyrics
Black leather on a concrete floor
Right beside the laundry door
The sky is dumping buckets down
On the quiet side of town
Coffee's cold and the grill is hot
You found a thing that you forgot
The wind is cutting through the skin
Where the heavy rain begins
Left behind in the pouring rain
Soggy leather, a kind of pain
Hold them tight or let them go
While the dirty waters flow
Two gloves lying in a heap
While the tired city sleeps
The soap is bubbling in the glass
Watching all the headlights pass
Coffee's cold and the grill is hot
You found a thing that you forgot
The wind is cutting through the skin
Where the heavy rain begins
Left behind in the pouring rain
Soggy leather, a kind of pain
Hold them tight or let them go
While the dirty waters flow
You stare out through the greasy pane
Searching for a hidden vein
Of gold inside the silver grey
Waiting for the break of day
Drenched in oil and salt and grit
A little piece that doesn't fit
The leather's heavy, soaked and black
A memory that's coming back
Left behind in the pouring rain
Soggy leather, a kind of pain
Hold them tight or let them go
While the dirty waters flow
Sling a towel across the bench
Feel the sudden morning quench
Pick them up from the muddy street
Now the circle is complete
Left behind in the pouring rain
Soggy leather, a kind of pain
Hold them tight or let them go
While the dirty waters flow
Just some leather in the rain
Just a little bit of pain
Yeah, pick 'em up.
