The winds are whispering, the universe is speaking
Loads of anguish from the earth is leaking
Over the rivers, into the nations
Clouds are carrying the world's frustrations..
And the sounding rains the sounding rains
Are carrying a mixture of hope and pains
Inside the mix of the pitter and pattering
We can hear the echo of what should be mattering
The media speaks and we are all believing
The things we hear though they are deceving
The hearts are fooled, the minds are darkened
By storm clouds crying out..oh let us harken: .
And the sounding rains, the sounding rains
Are carrying a mixture of hope and pains
Inside the mix of the pitter and pattering
We can hear the echo of what should be mattering
The time has come to us, and the time is now
We need to sift through the rubbish somehow
Let's not be the foolish let's not remain
Like stragglers who stumble in the pouring rain
And the sounding rains, the sounding rains
Are carrying a mixture of hope and pains
Inside the mix of the pitter and pattering
We can hear the echo of what should be mattering
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