About the Weather

Forged my note so it wouldn't catch your eye
Apologized for something but I ain't got a thing to hide
Walked for days through miles of waste, just to find my way to you
I've grown too sure that my bones are still sore

We had our time in pastures green
Now the land's dried up with the soles of my feet
I can feel that something's gonna change
I can sense the loss before it's gained

Simple requests for minor decency
Overshadowed by your desire for something that you don't need
This is not an invitation to do it again
I don't care about the weather, cause I don't wanna know when it's gonna rain

Running blindfolded with torches by the tonne
Binding my arms, put that good straightjacket on
Mark my face as the trees caught flame, then I look to see you're gone
I breathe the air and I damage my lungs

For a reason, I can't explain
Oh, beyond the gate of the sick and the sane
Throw the trial, the judge is late
I will die at the hand of another's pain

Simple requests for minor decency
Overshadowed by your desire for something that you don't need
This is not an invitation to do it again
I don't care about the weather, cause I don't wanna know when it's gonna rain

Art is heavy in your name
All in flames, it rains, it rains
The compass points to you again
All in flames it rains

Simple requests for minor decency
Overshadowed by your desire for something that you don't need
This is not an invitation to do it again
I don't care about the weather, cause I don't wanna know when it's gonna rain

Simple requests for minor decency
Overshadowed by your desire for something that you don't need
This is not an invitation to do it again
I don't care about the weather, cause I don't wanna know when it's gonna rain