rain pourin' down my shirt, we all need a place to be ain't nothin' for us here no more, if we got eyes to see but the heavens are cryin' out all night long to the morn hold us close, close within this storm wasn't money that we needed, or friends that we could trust wasn't food on the table, none of this came first you need a hope beyond ourselves, a reason for it all read the paper, see the pain, see the backs against the wall livin' in a storm storm pourin' over me, i need ears to hear and eyes to see you got to recognize the substance from the form, this world is deep in trouble, and i think i know what's real Jesus hold us closer in this storm closer, closer, within this storm