They are blissfully indifferent No, they haven't got a clue Shallow people unreceptive To conceive, less understand What I am going through They pray for blinding ignorance That it might erase the proof So unwilling to affect the changes Even in the face of what They know is true With society in inertia (Rain falling) Going rotten to the core (Storm warning) Living daily with corruption In a land where less gets less And those with more make more So look at the rain Look at the rain Feel the pain Look at the rain falling down As we shudder in the silence Of these hallowed halls and rooms There is murmured discontention Could we call the tune? We are harmoniously dissonant (Rain falling) From a whisper to a chord (Storm warning) Multi timbre-ally structured So let no man close his ears To such a spoken word So look at the rain Look at the rain Feel the pain Look at the rain Falling down on me (Rain falling) (Storm warning) (Rain falling down) So look at the rain Look at the rain Feel the pain Look at the rain falling down Look at the rain Look at the rain Feel the pain Look at the rain Falling down on me