Leaving on a mayday A fine summer pain In his heart On his tongue The taste is sweet again Leaving on a mayday A fine summer pain But his head's a feather His mind can take off His feet are moving again Let it rain on me Let it rain Morning comes, wakes him up He looks out at the parking lot, Sees the house, he was born Almost fifty seven years ago Where his brother lives Where his sister moved and All three went to and finished school Where their father died in fifty nine Their mother did in sixty three He's reminded of her when he looks at me Let it rain on me Let it rain That's how all things grow I've been waiting for the news he said For twenty years I've been waiting For the last pages in a book I read About love, death, and endless need About you, your sister, your mother and me Even the happiest families bleed I want to get even, making it last Get every bastard from the past Let it rain on me Let it rain