you hear these cars comin’ and goin’…people talkin’ in the alley…that gate outside keeps blowin’ in the wind…creakin’ back and forth…everytime someone leaves they forget to lock that thing…so it keeps moanin’ like there’s no tomorrow…wood slapin’ wood…that metal keeps clickin’ but it won’t hold…won’t latch…reminds me of the back door on my parent’s house when I was a kid…it’d bang in the wind all night long…sometimes real hard and loud while other nights it’d just sing softly…

and that wind keeps howlin’ outside…train wails as it goes through town…everyone’s asleep…last call at the bar was made an hour ago…people eatin’ at Denny’s…pots of coffee served all ’round…and I sit here listenin’ to that gate rattle…it’s gonna fall off it’s hinges soon…that’s what happened to that back door at my parent’s house…it came off one night…woke up in the mornin’ and there was nothin’ there…just a big open space on the back of the house…the door was found a couple of houses down the road…glass on windows was broken…the back deck was split into pieces…dog house was busted up too…

some car blowin it’s horn at three in the mornin’…keeps blowin’ it’s horn…people yellin’ at each other over some deal gone bad…this guy wants money…that guy wants dope…some woman yellin’ ’bout her fair share…and that gate keeps blowin’ in the wind…screechin’ and weepin’…soundin’ like my mom did the night of the big storm that took away that back door…daddy said we never used it anyway…

you hear these cars comin’ and goin’…people talkin’ in the alley…that gate outside keeps blowin’ in the wind…