I am the rain
Held in disdain
Lotions and potions just add to my fame
The rime that in spain
Fall on the plain
The truth is I'm ruthless
I can't be contained.I'm the rainMy friend the wind
To breath he is twinned
Blow high or low high
Tornadoes to spinMy mother the cloud
In widow's black shroud
Gives birth to the earth
Before fields can be plowedUp in the sky, we've demand to supply
I am necessity, base of the recipeI'm the rainMy cousin the snow
Lays blankets below
States that her falkes are
The threads to the soulMy rival the sun
Who ripens the plum
Is feared and revered
He gives sight to the gunUp in the sky, we've demand to supply
I am necessity, base of the recipeUp in the sky, we've demand to supply
I am necessity, base of the recipeI am the rain, am the rainI am the rain, who's held in disdain
The truth is I'm ruthless, I can't be contained...