Torrential rains surrounding you
Can't relate. What should we do?
In this land of hate
A glimpse of outer space
A touch of your embrace
Melts the frosted window pane
The protagonist isn't right or wrong
But the ravens mock his song
Should he give another try?
Or should he cast it all aside?
Or should he sing it again?
Around the break of day they came alive
Gather up your kids
Make peace with your God
Down the twilight road
On the way to San Antone
That's where we'll make our stand
You and I, hand and hand
Never thought they'd blot out the sun
Or we'd be here on the run
Now the ravens stop to pause
As their laughter turns to applause
When we sing it again.