Rain - Janet Jackson

«Silent rows of strengh thy men stood clear

The fog clung to the ground

To the sounds it could hear

The footstep, the hoof beat, the steel under sky

The whistle, the birdcall, the severe look in the eyes

He’s nineteen years old, he’s got a gun at his side

The more he looks around he knows the president lied

Seduced him, reduced him appealed to the man

With vivid colored fliers and bright arm bands

They will meet them in the trenches

But they won’t meet eye to eye

Looking down the barrels the opposition will cry

There’s hatred in the morning, blood flows in the day

They will all return home and

The skies will give way for

Rain, it flows down

Cleansing, freedom, children

Rain

There’s disdain, propane, powder and shot

Racism runs free but love is left to rot

There’s a mad house, a play house, a place for the old

Got a place for the hungry and a place for the cold

I’m diving, I’m sinking down into the sea

It will rise up to heaven and come back down on me as

Yes, Rain, it flows down

Cleansing, Freedom, Children

Rain

She walks into the garage, pulls the door to the ground

Eases behind the wheel and she puts the seat down

Ignition, submissions, salut it’s time to send

Her poor grieving parents will never see her again

It’s late night, there’s pistols, there’s daggers and drugs

I’ll kill nine, I’ll take mine, no police, no mugs

It’s Greenwich, it’s Dallas, it’s Beverly Hills

Blood lives taken for sweet, short thrills

Rain, it flows down

Cleansing, freedom, children

Rain

There’s disdain, propane, powder and shot

Racism runs free but love is left to rot

There’s a mad house, a play house, a place for the old

Got a place for the hungry and a place for the cold

I’m diving, I’m sinking down into the sea

It will rise up to heaven and come back down on me as

Rain, it flows down

Cleansing, freedom, children

Rain

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