The Storm Ii

I feel the hat, it keeps coming down

Coming down like the rain

Look at me, I'm getting drenched

We keep getting caught up

In this raging wind

Look at us, we're blown away

Right away

I want to see how high is that

Flag gonna fly when the storm

Comes raging through

It surrounds all of us

It's winds carry the truth

The rain is the tears

That have fallen over the years

The sorm is gonna wipe away,

Wipe away the insincere

There's no more white

No more black

No more barriers

No more traps

These streets are all the same,

But the problems are new

And the names have all changed

But the problem it still grew

And I want to fade away

There will be a quiet

After the storm