It's Clear

it's about to rain

I smell the pain

feel the hurt

fight back the tears

the sun is gone

been that way for years

the sad pretend to be glad

the mad pretend to be sane

It's about to rain

the clouds are black

nothing can push the wind back

let it fall and never let up

after all we've been through

nothing can upset us

even if we get wet up

it's past due for fed up

when will the pressure let up

lightening struck the shepherd

he left us in the hands of

prejudice

aims and never miss

escapes all evidence

like invisibleness