a statue in the parknof a soldierna concert in the dark nof some sad overturenthe writing on the signsnsays stay behind the linesnand still we're all caught in the rainnnheadlights on paradenfor the burialnunderneath the granitenarch memorialnthe traffic makes its waynpast the barricadenand still we're all caught in the rainnnthe day goes by like a fire burningnpast the point of no returningnleaving us here ncaught in the rainnnthe feeling in the crowd of hysterianis pushing on the fences and the barriersnthe horses and policenstrain to keep the peacenand still we're all caught in the rainnyes we're all caught in the rainnnthe day goes by like a fire burningnpast the point of no returningnleaving us here ncaught in the rainnni say to myselfni know you're out there staring at the moonnburning all your days away too soon to shinennthe day goes by like a fire burningnpast the point of no returningnleaving us here ncaught in the rainnn