Qanda - Running in the Rain lyrics

Running in the Rain Well the water's up on Franklin Street The rain was coming down all night And filling up the Little Conemaugh and Stony Creek People scurrying all over town to save their things Johnstown came to life with coal and steel You could find a job and raise a family 30,000 souls at church on Sundays 12 hour shifts, 6 days a week We're sorry we can't help you We can't free you from the pain Nobody's safe from getting wet We are all running in the rain There was danger in the distance Fourteen miles up the valley A mountain lake where Pittsburg wealthy came to play Held up by a leaky dam that slowly wore away We're sorry we can't help you We can't free you from the pain Nobody's safe from getting wet We are all running in the rain The final day of May in 1889 Eight inches fallen on the lake There was no time left for warning The barrier shifted and gave way Twenty thousand tons of water were released Crushing bridges, trees, and buildings In just ten minutes sweeping Johnstown all away Widows weeping for two thousand and two hundred lost that day There's one thing about life that's sure, the suffering will come But the strong must strive to do what's right To protect the little ones Slowly the living rose out of the ruins and mud They didn't know what part of their old life was left There was so much that was gone But they determined to stay on And those rich folks never came back to the mountain Work crews cleared the streets and built Johnstown again They remembered those who died We still look back and wonder why Nobody's gonna help you To free you from your pain We're not safe from getting wet We are all running in the rain Jordi G. Baizan and Andrew Zipper © 2015