THE STORM II
I feel the hate, it keeps
coming down
coming down like the rain
Look at me, i'm getting drenched
We keep getting caught up
in this raging wind
Look at us, we're blown away
Right away
I want to see how high
is that
flag gonna fly when the storm
comes raging through
it surrounds all of us
It's winds carry the truth
The rain is tears
that have fallen over the years
This storm is gonna wipe away,
wipe away the insincere
There's no more white
no more black
no more barrier
no more traps
These streets are all the same,
but the problems are new
and the names have all changed
but the problem it still grew
and I want it to fade away
There will be quiet ...
after the STORM !
