| We have heard the songs of angels |
| We have tasted flames from hell |
| We have seen the fallen hero |
| We have heard the ringing bell |
| And it all seems cleaner in the rain |
| Now it all begins to look the same |
| We have come into this lifetime |
| With only a few things on our side |
| Although we are only mortal men |
| The choice to change is yours and mine |
| And it all seems cleaner in the rain |
| And it all begins to look the same |
| Now the laughter turns to tears |
| Now the seconds seem like years |
| Oh but I’m still holding on Driving through the tears |
| Only one world we’ve been given |
| Earth — wind — sea — air |
| We’re burning holes into the morning sky |
| And we have learned not to care |
| And it all seems cleaner in the rain |
| And it all begins to look the same |
| Now the laughter turns to tears |
| Now the minutes seem like years |
| But I’m still holding on Driving through the tears |
| And it all seems cleaner in the rain |
| And it all begins to look the same |
| Now the laughter turns to tears |
| Now the days seem like years |
| I hear the gods begin to cheer |
| As we watch our sky disappear |
| This is my Exodus |
| This is my Wire |
| Send it to those who care |
| I’m still holding on |