Rainy day, go far away i'm tired of blues i've gone through.

Lonely nights, eight thousand sights, of times I once knew.

Go away, you rainy day, far away; out of my mind.

I should've known when times, they got hard, you'd go and steal away.

The cards broke right, you're out of sight, and so I named you rainy day.

Transparent trees, not what they seem, float by in shades of gray.

Dusty shadows dancing 'round in my brain, yeah their name is 'rainy day'.

Poslušam sve kad stignem.....ovako na prvu djeluje ok,zanimljivo.....većinom volim te neke ˝posebne˝ glasove, jedinstvene,svoje umjetnike koji odstupaju od ˝normale˝ pogotovo ako su u širokom rock žanru i furaju svoj film

Inače si na poslu stalno puštam "random" playliste i slusam onako sporedno (jer radim, jel ) te kad mi nesto zapadne za uho onda znam da je to-to, tonu pjesama sam tako otkrio.

Well, show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Inčae Doorsi su si dali ime po knjizi Aldousa Huxleyja - The Doors of perception. Tu knjigu imam i procitao sam je, ali to je bilo tako davno da se vise ne sjecam nicega. Ova verzija.