Standing in the pouring rain, Watching the house burn down. All those dreams gone up in flames wrapped in the arms of friends gathered round Once you
Outside it was pouring rain, what a day for letting go You got drenched in doubt, yeah in doubt but even so Laughed until you cried, nothing like the
You swore off vice and habit Trying to save your face Need some lovin girl know I have it Just to decorate your place Dog my cat Can't you scratch that
It's said the world is a tragedy for the one who feels It's said the world is a comedy for the one who thinks The depth of love is sweeter by far....
There's an honest man I know in the welfare line Lives upstairs at the Yale You can call him a good friend of mine He was taken down by the man at his
Words get the best of me Life's on hold Rain got me standing in my sad sunday clothes Hearts can be broken only so many ways Nine kids down in under
There's an ocean of days, tearing down your nights There's a mountain of left, going against the right So many lives living out their story Who could
A hand to hold is enough to know Theres someone who cares Filled your cup to the brim Gently let down your hair If the tears had made you blind If one
Turn round don't keep running straight out the door You're caught between a rock and something Hurting at the core You jumped the wire and you headed
I'm moving along at the speed of light Got the rhythm now down in my bones But I've been around so long it seems I turn around lord to face my home You
Always in and out of love somewhere Between sleep and waking Sanskrit songs, last nights dream And the toll that lifes been taking Theres talk of mysteries
Lines were drawn, forces gathered All at the foot of our bed Planned attacks without retreats Spoke of war, rattled our swords Brought out the great
