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the windshield is caked with dust and decay the air is harsh with sand and pollen my skin is cracking in the fiery sun and not a single drop has fallen the Devil spins a dustbowl of sin, suffering and desperation the crops are dying and the children are crying and still we lie to ourselves about our dire situation PRAY FOR RAIN CLEANSE OUR PAIN WASH THE FILTH AND DIRT AWAY PRAY FOR RAIN CLEAR THE STAINS FROM THE AIR SO WE CAN BREATHE AGAIN ...is it enough yet, to change our decadent ways? if mother earth is angry, we should listen to what she says the fish keep dying out from the lakes drying up the wildfire situation worsens our earth is hurting as the world keeps on turning and everything we know starts to burn PRAY FOR RAIN CLEANSE OUR PAIN WASH THE FILTH AND DIRT AWAY PRAY FOR RAIN CLEAR THE STAINS FROM THE AIR SO WE CAN BREATHE AGAIN
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Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 2:49 AM UTC
Pray for Rain
the windshield is caked with dust and decay the air is harsh with sand and pollen my skin is cracking in the fiery sun and not a single drop has fallen the Devil spins a dustbowl of sin, suffering and desperation the crops are dying and the children are crying and still we lie to ourselves about our dire situation PRAY FOR RAIN CLEANSE OUR PAIN WASH THE FILTH AND DIRT AWAY PRAY FOR RAIN CLEAR THE STAINS FROM THE AIR SO WE CAN BREATHE AGAIN ...is it enough yet, to change our decadent ways? if mother earth is angry, we should listen to what she says the fish keep dying out from the lakes drying up the wildfire situation worsens our earth is hurting as the world keeps on turning and everything we know starts to burn PRAY FOR RAIN CLEANSE OUR PAIN WASH THE FILTH AND DIRT AWAY PRAY FOR RAIN CLEAR THE STAINS FROM THE AIR SO WE CAN BREATHE AGAIN
road trip lyrics. written in a la quinta hotel in fresno, on a thanksgiving trip through california. there was a giant billboard in a central valley town like porterville or merced or something, that simply read PRAY FOR RAIN in giant letters. it just smacked of old world, dustbowl desperation, and gave me an idea for a song.
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Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 2:49 AM UTC
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