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 homelife her show skylight rain 