There's a storm outside,
and it got between crackling thunder,
crackling thunder
it's closing in, it's closing in.
The rain floods gutters,
and makes a great sound on concrete.
On a flat roof, there's a boy
leaning against a wall of rain,
arial held high, calling,
"Come on thunder, come on thunder."
Chorus:
Sometimes when I look deep in your eyes
I swear I can see your soul
Sometimes when I look deep in your eyes
I swear I can see your soul...
It's a monsoon,
and the rain lifts lids of cars,
spinning buses like toys,
stripping them to chrome.
Across the bay,
the waves are turning into something else,
picking up fishing boats
and spewing them on the shore.
The boy is hit,
lit up against the sky like a sign,
like a neon sign.
And then he crumbles,
and drops into the gutter,
head strained,
legs twitching,
the flood swells his clothes,
to live as you mourn,
you live as you mourn.
(Chorus)
There's four new colors in the rainbow--
an old man's taking Polaroids,
but all he captures is endless rain,
endless rain, endless rain...
He says "Listen,"
takes my head
puts my ear to his,
and I swear I can hear the sea
Sometimes I look in your eyes
and see your soul (sometimes I can reach your soul)
Sometimes I look in your eyes
and see your soul (sometimes I can touch your soul)
Sometimes I look in your eyes
and see your soul (sometimes I can hear your soul)
Sometimes I look in your eyes
and see your soul...
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