From the recording Church Of The Falling Rain


In the good old daysAt times like thisI would have been inclinedTo reminisceBut not nowAnd it seems so strangeSince the revelationI've been rearrangedYou've been stealing my thunderYou've been blocking my lightAnd it's been making me crazyIt's been driving me wild tonightTorrential rainsDo not abateWhen lightning strikesIt illuminatesAll around meRack and ruinYou want my loveNothin' doin'I once was strongBut now I'm weakFrom your cold kissUpon my cheekI'm walkin' awayFrom the scene of the crimeI lost the thoughtI tripped the rhyme