Inner-City Showers The rain pours down God’s cleansing tears children bask in puddles sailing paper boats down gutter streams, cleansing filthy urban streets renewing life from the cold and pain reflections of death and life, soaking you insane. Cooling storm bringing relief from the heat skeletal gray lawns spring to life the downpour of showers resurrect what was lost. ~ Composed by Allan Drabble, Del and Tim Page. Back to Banshee's Quill Home