(for Kurt Cobain) I could never see your face To see if you were really crying Your hair hung like rain I would have sworn that you were lying One long scream ran through every refrain You were riding four white horses, they were driving you insane But we were riding shotgun when you blew out your brain You never reached it, did you Mr Rain The needle drives the city And the city drives the sound Orphans always follow The music underground Everyone who cut you down while you were raising Cain Who bought your outcast mutterings Then flushed you down the drain All who love and curse you now, we love and curse in vain You never reached it, did you Mr Rain Mr Rain, Mr Rain Mr Rain, Mr Rain You never reached it, did you, Mr Rain Every spring k** the king Every spring k** the king Every spring k** the king Oh you never reached it, did you? Oh you never reached it, did you? No, you never reached it, did you? Copyright 1995, Hugh Blumenfeld / Hydrogen Jukebox Music