[Words and music by Devin Townsend] Question... Leapt like dog from man... Terminate high thinking... Known in your prophecy... Sun... Son... Sun it shifts, and brittleness subsides To sleep... sleep away One comes, the rain will always be And things I am Are things that should not be They laughed at me but we never bothered My friends and I There were no others Now it comes... Bolt across the blue... Shadows dance over the land... Walls high, water deep Brick and steel gathering speed Guess it's just a feeling ...Guess it's just a feeling... Rain may come The rain may never be In things you are Are things I need to be My friends were there but they never bothered Now there's you and I an There are no others It's like when death becomes musical ...It's musical It's like a death becomes musical Musical And it comes... To make sure that he will never rise And the groans from the bellies Have never cried this hard And the eyes of the wicked ones Have never been full of dust In the middle of the sea it waits... ...Closer... Home, nor anywhere on Earth on that final day will anyone be apart ...one...schooled...together... Towards the sea... And we may drown, fly, fall from faith ...but the pain won't be realized Because the emotions will hit as god should And the mountains will offer no shelter And the clouds will be no cover... No matter where we run... Don't die on me Don't go away When I need you here In my need The rain will come The rain will always be In things I am Are things that have to be My friends have come and I never bothered Myself and I There is no other It's like a death becomes musical It's musical
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