Rainy Days In The Big City

Been raining for some days.

And all I think is just how Cold it really is

How cold it has become

It's hard to tell when I've felt dead for this year

And still soaked in greed and still drenched in consumerism

We make our way home somehow

Does it ever go away?

Does it ever stop repeating?

The cd never stops

And the tv's always on...

The days go by as we live Like the games that we play

And this war that binds us to drive on cruise.

How far we've gone! How far we go?

While the rain just pours..

Is it draining you too?

Walking through a crowd, a crowd that has no face

Singing yourself to sleep

And you think its seems surreal

The cd never stops

The signal just keeps on and on

And we keep on living,

And we swear that this will be our last night in this filth

Does it ever go away?

Does it ever stop chasing?

The cd never stops...

And the radio frequencies and days go by

As we live like the games that we play

And this war that binds us to buy low and sell high

How far we've gone! How far we go?

While the rain just pours

The powers out and I haven't seen light in days

Manufactured helplessness..

The messengers are blurred, but the message is just so damn clear:

You're all alone in the night (darkness)

Now, in this storm of treachery,

We have no place to go

what makes us think we can keep on strong?

The rain keeps pouring down

The streets are flooded

Just tell me you and I are gonna wait for the sun?