Historia Calamitatum

Even though we know, yeah we know Our time has almost come, we're all overdue Can there be a place to call our own? Can there be a road that takes us home? We toe the line We go along We toe the line To you now When it rains it pours Like summer storms The skies as gray as leaves The rivers flood the banks And spill into the streets But the people laughed And swore that they'd restore The city piece by piece And then the clouds gave Way as if to agree When it rains it pours The mystery unknown Now unfolds The life that we once owned First bought, then sold Like messengers of war We've no control To oceans unexplored This ship sails through We toe the line We go along We toe the line To you now When it rains it pours Like summer storms The skies as gray as leaves The rivers flood the banks And spill into the streets But the people laughed And swore that they'd restore The city piece by piece And then the clouds gave Way as if to agree When it rains it pours, it pours, it pours When it rains it pours When they die, we mourn When it hit, we swore Now we want not more Like a saint reborn Like a rose in a storm Like a child unborn A child unborn It's the coin We're tossing into the well It's misfortune that We could not foretell It's the dry spell When it rains it pours Like summer storms The skies as gray as leafs The rivers flood the banks And spill into the streets But the people laughed And swore that they'd restore The city piece by piece And then the clouds gave Way as if to agree When it rains it pours, it pours When it rains it pours