I am just a rusted sheet
Above the oil and the heat
Holding back the glowing green
Worst storm that I have ever seen
He is curled in a velvet ball
Waiting for a distant call
Paws are tucked beneath his chest
In this concrete place to rest
Under the Red Rocket light
Keeping him safe through the night
Green rain falls hard on the tin
But he is warm and dry within
Coffee steam and grease on the floor
People walking through the door
They don't see the golden hound
Sleeping on the frozen ground
Under the Red Rocket light
Keeping him safe through the night
Green rain falls hard on the tin
But he is warm and dry within
Metal groans beneath the weight
Waiting on a twist of fate
Steel and iron, bolt and beam
Living in a heavy dream
He doesn't move a single hair
Scent of diesel in the air
Loyal to a ghost long gone
Waiting for a summer dawn
I will hold the storm away
Until the sky turns back to gray
Guard the dog until he flies
Back to where the morning rise
Under the Red Rocket light
Keeping him safe through the night
Green rain falls hard on the tin
But he is warm and dry within
Just a roof and a Red Rocket light. Stay dry, boy.
Stay dry.
