Words by Jonny Fowlds. Music by Jonny Fowlds and The Curb.

"There's a car parked in the alley, with the trunk left open wide, as the gunshot rings, my heart it sings...Lord it ain't my time.
Down the fire escape I'm running, barefoot in the rain, headlights burn into my eyes...Lord it ain't my time.
Hitch a ride off a stranger, where they'll find me I don't know.
Sleeping down in a motel coz I know I can't go home.
Through the crowded streets I'm walking: me, myself, the invisible man. There ain't know way you'll find me...Lord it ain't my time.
I walk through the shadows of the valley of death and I came out the other side. I've paid my dues yeah I'll sing my blues...Lord it ain't my time.
I can feel it hanging over me...."

Recorded sometime in the mid-noughties at Whitby Studios, Ellesmere Port.

Personnel:
Jonny Fowlds - lead and backing vocals, acoustic guitar
Stephen J Fowlds - electric guitars, cowbell
Iain Humphries - bass guitar
Stoo Clarke - drums
Mart Walker - backing vocal
All of the above - handclaps

Guest on organ/electric piano - Ian Lewis from Whitby Studios.

Here's That Rainy Day

Whitby Studios

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