Sitting on a rainy day
watching gloomy men go by
trying but just cannot say
everything that is on my mind
they walk, they just get wet
I sit inside my cozy shelter
they don't know me
yet I know them
I am in pleasure
they are in pain
they march on silent
I just complain
I know I only need to say one word
but it's just though to do so
swinging from my neck on this wretched cord