i hear a sound it s going through my brain i hear talking i feel the falling rain i see a young man crying cause the whole world has let him down i see a young man crying staring at the cold cold ground my mind is like a spring in a clock that won t unwind can t see can t think can t feel i m up and down tell me where will it end on this carousel tell me when will it end i hear thunder and i can feel the wind i can see angry faces in the eyes of men i hear talking of people the whole world has gone insane and all there is left is the falling rain i see fire and rain and bloodshed all around and it keeps going through my brain i hear the sound i hear talking of people the whole world has gone insane and all there is left is the falling rain all there is left is the falling rain