Whiskey pours like teardrops fall
The gods receive them both the same
My temple ground lies under the town
The streets above are paved with shame
Am I the same who came by local train?
Veins of whiskey blood
The only shadow of home is rain
A northern man might understand
The darkness I keep near
My only light the seven stars
And the glow of faces I fear
Veins of whiskey blood
The only shadow of home is rain
The rain, the rain casting its shadow again

"Ueno Station" - Damon & Naomi