THE RAIN WILL COME AGAIN
I feel a cold wind blowing through my racial soul
Itīs a long forgotten wind that every man should know
The darkened sky looks forboding in its wake
Beyond the eyes of hurricanes, a storm about to break
A long forgotten dream, a long forgotten dream
Has started to blow again (Througt my racial soul)
A rising tide higher than before
Volcanic uprise beyond abandoned shores
A pale moon gazes gently up above
Bringing light to darkness, bringing hatred to my love
And that is why I say........
Someday, the rain will come again
And wash these bloodstained streets away...
Itīs a long forgotten wind that every man should know
The darkened sky looks forboding in its wake
Beyond the eyes of hurricanes, a storm about to break
A long forgotten dream, a long forgotten dream
Has started to blow again (Througt my racial soul)
A rising tide higher than before
Volcanic uprise beyond abandoned shores
A pale moon gazes gently up above
Bringing light to darkness, bringing hatred to my love
And that is why I say........
Someday, the rain will come again
And wash these bloodstained streets away...