"Shadows In The Rain" as written by and Gordon Matthew Sumner....
Woke up in my clothes again this morning
Don't know exactly where I am
When I should heed my doctor's warning
He does the best with me he can

He claims I suffer from delusions
Yet I'm so confident I'm sane
It can't be an optical illusion
So how can you explain
Shadows in the rain

And if you see us on the corner
And we're dancing in the rain
I join my friends there when I see them
Outside my window pane
Shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain

Shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain

Woke up in my clothes again this morning
Don't know exactly where I am
I should heed my doctor's warning
He does the best with me he can

Shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain

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"Shadows in the Rain" as written by Gordon Sumner

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  • +1
    General CommentThe half-instrumental 'Shadows In The Rain' might take some time getting used to, as it's pretty 'weird', but there's so much going on in that track that I wouldn't even know where to start. The brilliant idea of bringing the drums far higher in the mix than everything else; the minimalistic bassline; Andy's ferocious guitar fireworks that you won't be hearing unless you turn the volume up pretty loud; and Sting's tribal wallowings about, well, shadows in the rain. Well, it's not that much, but it sure is enough to pump the level of 'atmosphericness' to the max so that I can actually visualize the shadows in the rain.
    [George Starostin]
    sillybunnyon September 28, 2006   Link
  • +1
    General CommentI really had never thought about the fact that there are no shadows present when its raining out, because the sun is blocked by clouds. Its just about a guy who sees things and is paranoid, yet he has fun with his friends.
    TriangularCircleon May 12, 2008   Link
  • +1
    My OpinionSounds like a day in the life of Charles Bukowski.
    exexpat93on March 19, 2012   Link
  • 0
    General Commenta song about insanity.
    MrLongroveon March 31, 2005   Link
  • 0
    Song ComparisonThe Sting solo version of this song (on The Dream of the Blue Turtles) is so much more exciting. I usually prefer the Police to Sting solo, but this song is the exception. Turn it up and dance!
    angelrenegadeon December 20, 2016   Link
  • 0
    My Opinionthe lyrics are simple and straight forward, using well known devices from a number of literary genres.

    "I tell my best friends when I see them
    outside my window pane"

    Imaginary friends - "If you see *US* on the corner
    we're just dancing in the rain"

    SO -- he's drifting between two realities.
    1- Under a doctor's care for delusions.
    2-dancing with his 'friends' that the doctor doesn't see.

    The two realities are separate except for when he sees them as outside his window when it rains. It raises the question - which life is real or perhaps which one is crazy? He doesn't say that one is more real than the other - but it seems clear which one is more fun.
    hellZENon August 05, 2017   Link
  • -1
    General CommentJames Schuyler

    I—I’ve lost my place
    No—here it is
    Where am I?
    En route to a literal Vermont
    It’s time to—oh, do this—do that

    I’ll call
    Perhaps we’ll lunch?
    My ocean liner
    I am your summer
    A letter to a friend …
    all my—you know ….
    sillybunnyon September 05, 2006   Link
  • -2
    General CommentI don’t know. When you wake up in your clothes not knowing exactly where you are, generally this is due to a wild night of excesses—something most doctors would warn against.

    But the delusion seems to be seeing dancing shadows in the rain. Maybe they were ghosts. I believe in ghosts. Anyone who has a supernatural experience naturally checks the head first—am I nuts?!!
    sillybunnyon July 21, 2006   Link
  • -2
    General CommentNautilus Island’s hermit-heiress
    Still lives through winter in her fairy tale
    Her sheep still graze above the sea
    Thirsting for the hierarchic privacy of Queen Victoria’s century
    She buys up all the eyesores
    Facing her shores

    The season’s ill
    She’s lost her summer millionaire
    Who seemed to leap from the pages of a GQ Magazine
    So now, our fairy decorator brightens her shop for fall
    There is no money in her work
    She’s happily married

    One dark night
    My Tudor Ford climbed the hill’s skull
    I watched for love cars
    Lights—turned down
    A car radio bleats—Love, Oh careless Love
    Nobody’s here—only skunks
    I stand on top of our back steps and breathe
    Moonstruck eyes
    Heart fire
    She rests her airy head in a dream—of sour cream
    Drops her ostrich tail
    And will not scare

    Lowell—Skunk Hour [paraphrased]
    sillybunnyon September 12, 2006   Link

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