When It Rains

A couple of years ago, in an early post featuring the Waterboys' poignant "Rags", I had introduced you to a great alternate cover version by an American band called Ten Ten. Since no man is a prophet in his own land and with their music being mostly inspired by the British new wave of “heroic rock” that emerged in the early 80's, the quartet from Richmond, Virginia, formed on a 10th of October (hence the name Ten Ten) had to move to Europe where they toured with the Waterboys, Simple Minds, INXS, The Cure, The Bangles and the likes and signed a deal with Chrysalis Records requiring that they settle down in London where I actually met them back in '87. This single/promo clip is from their debut Chrysalis album Walk On (recorded in the Netherlands). In spite of some decent airing on MTV at the time, it didn't bring the expected commercial success for the British label to follow up on their initial investment and consequently they were left to their own devices and soon forced to disband. Same old story keeps repeating again and again, unfortunately.

This post is mostly intended as a tribute to the late bassist Peter Bell who, had he not prematurely passed away in a car crash on 6th August 2015, should have celebrated his 58th birthday today. Incidentally, in August last year I had asked guitarist/keyboard player Don Ruzek for a little help with the lyrics, but due to unforeseen circumstances and through no fault of his own this never happened (you're all forgiven, Don). Never mind, at last resort I called upon a British pal to help fill in the many blanks I couldn't decipher. We are well aware our version is not 100% accurate at all and almost certain that we messed up big time, mishearing most of the stuff. So what?

I can almost picture Pete laughing his arse off and asking us “what did you guys smoke?” Hahaha, you wouldn't believe if we told you. Come on Mark, if you happen to read this “load of baloney” as Pete would put it, please, feel free to enlighten us. After all, it's your song and as for the lines we did manage to get right, these are great lyrics. So go ahead you people, have as much of a good laugh as you like at our deviant transcription (deviant is my middle name anyway), it shouldn't stop you from enjoying this song as much as we do. Well hope you do. Feedback and editing suggestions always well appreciated, thank you.

Ey@el

You sleep that way with your book of rules
That some perfect stranger was fed with a spoon
To stand within another's life
Where nothing could ever stay in place.
A broken glass pulled across your face,
The storm you’re in
Takes you far away from home this time —
Takes you far away from home this time.

Somewhere there's a heaven
Where it turns you into stone.
Go free from your hearse,
There's a fire burning at home.

No one sees your tears when it's raining.
No one even cares when it's raining.
No one sees your tears when it's raining.
No one even cares.

Any fool can see in you that deep inside
A walk through that angst takes you far and wide,
With a head on so straight
It must be hard to turn —
Someone must have put it that way:
A sinking ship crosses miles away.
The storm you’re in
Takes you far from home this time —
Takes you far from home this time.

Somewhere there's a heaven
Where it turns you into stone.
Go free from your hearse,
There's a fire burning at home.

No one sees your tears when it's raining.
No one even cares when it's raining.
No one sees your tears when it's raining.
No one even cares
When it rains.
 

You sleep that way with your book of rules
That some perfect stranger was fed with a spoon
To stand within another's life,
Where nothing could ever stay in place.
A broken glass pulled across your face,
The storm you’re in
Takes you far from home this time —
Takes you far from home this time.

No one sees your tears when it's raining.
No one even cares when it's raining.
No one sees your tears when it's raining.
No one even cares
When it rains.

No one sees your tears
When it rains...
When it rains...

Original text by MARK LEWIS
© La Pensine Mutine. All rights reserved. Reproduction prohibited.

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