Raining Hard in Heaven

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