You live like Amsterdam.
Safe behind a dark stone dam.
Then it begins to crack,
The sky goes from blue to black
And there's no going back.
The heart of every drop of rain,
A speck of dust that falls to earth again. Can you withstand the flood?
The water and the mud,
It echoes in your blood.
Ooh when the cloudburst comes,
You'll feel you've been struck dumb. You may want solitaire,
But blood just doesn't care.
Have we lost our common thread?
Can we map this dry lakebed?
When the water's run its course,
Can we still find the source?
And get beyond remorse?
You are not the mask you wear,
More than just the things you bear. Static builds and jumps the gap,
The things we need may overlap,
I just know I want you back.
Ooh when the cloudburst comes,
You'll feel you've been struck dumb. You may want solitaire,
But blood just doesn't care.
The rain is falling hard.
It feeds the thirsty ground.
Feel the pressure build,
Feel the red blood pound.
It's really no one's fault.
Fresh water washes away the salt.