Story of Rain Video (MV)

You know up in the clouds
There's more to think about
Than rain in mother's shoes
Stories gather in
Too old to pretend
They're as thick as pea soup
The droplets are incubating
Sounds of our cries
They'll fall from the clouds
And wash out saving face and lies
The poison in our roots
Was leaked from the boots
Of one thousand trampling men
It traveled to or hearts
Where the gasping started
Will we live again?
The water in our leaves
Transpired with our grief
¡Alors!
Seeds of good are condensating