Woorden: Bob Mould. Black Sheets of Rain.

Checking in every morning
To the sound of steam and caffeine
The sludge in the bottom of the cup
Just like the sludge in the stream

Slag heap keep growing higher
Every morning the sky, it's on fire
And it's only 9 AM again

Is there an upside to every downside?
Keep it inside, it's a downward slide of broken glass
Keeps building in piles

And I don't know
I don't know if the sun ever smiles

It's the black sheets of rain
Following me again
Everywhere I go, everywhere I've been
Following me again

I feel the toxins fill my blood stream
As I'm walking through the parking lot
Over and over and over and over and over and over
The clouds hanging over

Choking the life out of me
The motto seems to be
We work in order to be free

It's the black sheets of rain
Following me again
Everywhere I go, everywhere I've been
Following me again

Over and over and over and over and over and over again

Where were you in my hour of need
I never see the sun stop shining
The clouds roll over the sunlight
Someone stopped the sun from shining

And I stand here, ready to bleed
I never see the sun stop shining
A little rain is all we need
Someone stopped the sun from shining

Where will you be in my darkest hour of need?
I never see the sun stop shining
Where will you be in my darkest hour of need?
Someone stopped the sun from shining

Here it comes again
Here it comes again
Here it comes again
Here it comes again
Here it comes again