I told you about the silver Rain Cloud, it came down and cleaned the ground...
Well its about Time. To think about Time is wasted Time, It has taken all of me.
"Well carry that load friend of Time, carry that load friend of mine.
In the morning we'll be fine."
Well friend I'm bound to take a fall and you ain't shown me no help at all,
When you know its The Man's fault... you've wasted your light.
