It Only Rains In Melbourne At Night

It Only Rains In Melbourne At Night

by Paul McCann

Eating in a resto with the sounds of slurps and burbs

 and the busker on the corner with a flute.

Somewhere in between the noodles in a bowl ,

I’m trying to fill a silver spoon up with some soup

Outside on the pavement are Aussie’s  with a happy vibe

 walking along in the Melbourne twilight ,

the sun’s almost gone before the light of dawn ,

 it’s time to sleep because it only rains here at night .

It only rains in Melbourne at night

and when the morning comes around

all the rain has gone away.

Everybody’s got a number after hours ,

before the bars have closed there’s still so much left to say .

It only rains in Melbourne at night

when dreams take flight on board trams

sailing to the stars shining bright .

Then when trams return on the tracks

no one ever asks

does anyone know if it rained last night ..

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