Rain

I saw a passion
Inside their eyes
Like a sword for combat
Was inside their signs
And I saw a crowd
A militia of spoken words how
The man who would bring us all down
Would make the world
Stop going round
But it looks the same
To me either way
Like how the windows of Back Bay
They shine in the day
Or cry in the rain
And I won’t pray
And I won’t pray
For the world to be the same
Cause I know it will
We’re just stuck in the rain
And I see a storm coming
It comes from the mouths of those who warn it
And its not the strike of lightning
That burns down someone else’s house
Its the deafening thunder
News saying crouch down
And I know the world will keep on turning
And it looks the same
To me either way
Like how the windows of Back Bay
They shine in the day
Or cry in the rain
And I won’t pray
And I won’t pray
For the world to be the same
'Cause I know it will
We’re just stuck in the rain
And it looks the same
To me either way
Like how the windows of Back Bay
They shine in the day
Or cry in the rain
And I won’t pray
And I won’t pray
For the world to be the same
'Cause I know it will
We’re just stuck in the rain