With promises spent and broken
The jester's in center stage again
And true in the scenery in his one-man play
The critics have spoken
A playwright with poison in his pen
His audience captive called: "The Judgment Day"
God It's raining hard in heaven (in heaven)
The broker of tears, more wisdom
Envisions a sad solution
While parsing the language we don't understand
Send us a savior we can't wait for evolution
There's no resolution in the Jester's play
God it's raining hard in heaven
God it's raining hard in heaven
God it's raining hard in heaven
You thought you heard the answer
Didn't you, Didn't you, Didn't you
You thought you knew it all
A pardon before the fall
And now there's nothing left to say
Until you understand (until you matter)
In spite of all you play
Now the rain is here
There's nothing left to say
You know he just can't stay
You know the way the path is clear
So now the show is over
He crossed a bridge too far
Questions left to starve
Producers queue onto the way
All holding out their hands
They'll drink forever
The place they round again
Aerial view is clear
There's nothing left to say
You know he just can't stay
You know the way the path is clear
