I'll take the rain I used to think As birds take wing They sing through life so why can't we? You cling to this You claim the best If this is what you're offering The rain came down The rain came down on me

Somebody in the next car Somebody on the morning train Somebody in the coffee shop that you walk right by everyday Somebody that you look at but never really see Somewhere out there is somebody At a diner down on Broadway they make small talk When she

Thunder only happens when it's raining Players only love you when they're playing When the rain washes you clean, you'll know Now here you go again, you say You want your freedom Well who am I to keep you down It's only right that you should Play the way

White lights, train wreck Cyanide sweet tooth suicide She's a still thrill of suicide they say Cyanide in her plastic veins She's a mannequin of misery She's on a bender But she ain't gonna break

Rock hard ride free Get a grip on the action Movin' heaven and earth Gotta get a reaction Push for all that you're worth No denyin we're goin' against the grain So defiant they'll never put us down All day, all night All your life

Come on, come on, wind and rain I know the sun will shine again Till then my lady and my Lord will keep me sane Up above my shoulder the ragged rooftops rise Casting shadows over streets they seem to despise I went down to the dead lake shore to see what

I am paralyzed A heart that feels no pain Addicted to the game Breaking beneath the strain The anger, the pressure You're choking down your words again Feel the nerves set in Unspoken frustration They see right through you

You made me a, you made me a believer, believer (Pain, pain) My life, my love, my drive, it came from But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited 'Til it broke up and it rained down It rained down, like You break me down, you

There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted Can't help but wonder what's happenin' to my companions Are they lost or are they found? Have they

Leave your weapon on the table Wrapped in burlap, barely able 'Cause my monsters are real, and they're trained how to kill And there's no comin' back and they just laughed at how I feel And these monsters can fight, and they'll never say die And there's