Under a black umbrella, you were keeping to yourselfThen the rain came down like diamonds on the sidewalk where you stoodAnother lonely town across the endless Bible BeltNothing big enough for headlines ever happened here until todayAnd looking like a stranger in your older brother's coatYou were watching from the corner as the day slowly unfoldedA ringing bell against the door of Frank's Savings and LoanAnd you saw it all, the teller ducking down, the gun explodedAnd like an old bronze statue, you were frozen there in placeOne man slumped on the counter while the other filled a pillowcaseAnd suddenly your feet were running rain all in your faceAcross the street, the ringing bell, the door, the engine roaringMud was on the floor, the teller reaching out his handAnd you felt his pulse, you called for help, you tried to stop the bleedingAnd sirens on the boulevard, a rush of blue motionLike a wave came on, their weapons drawn, the teller's soul just leavingAnd hands over your head, they said, and you tried to tell the truthThe pillowcase, the getaway, the car, the blood, and youIn your older brother's coat, your stocking hat, and worn out shoesBut to them you were just some punk kid cracked out and skipping schoolAnd anger like a freighter pulling punches in your headAnd you tried to push your way past all the uniforms and the dead manBut they pulled you to the ground, your face pressed on the wet cementLike an animal spread eagle, the umbrella in your waistbandAnd guns, somebody cried, and you kicked your legs and broke the windowIn a chaos of confusion, raining glass like diamonds loosedAnd you were on your feet again, and then a bullet danced right through youAnd the ground came up like some great flood, and then you were not movingguitar soloUnder a black umbrella, you were keeping to yourselfAnd the rain came down like diamonds on the sidewalk where you fellAnd nothing in the headlines even mentioned you at allJust a corner note about a cracked out kid who broke the law