GOA17 – When It Rains, It Pours
Guardians Of Atlanta 17
(When It Rains, It Pours)
Just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
The funeral was hard, the eulogy brief.
Cyrus fought back tears and heart-wrenching grief.
She said she’d find the wretched machine and its creator.
And none would be able to hide from The Great Vindicator.
The prayers were said, Amazing Grace sung,
The search went on, but by a thread it hung.
A floating machine? Who could imagine such a thing?
And as they left, the church bells did ring.
When it rains it pours-
Like the salt on the sores-
Of the plans you made.
It stings like a thousand bees,
Keepin’ pressure like a strong snake’s squeeze.
Still the rain falls harder,
And it won’t let up.
Time to sink or swim-
In the water and mud.
Cyrus, just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
Just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
Cyrus: “They won’t believe my story,
But this much I know-
I’ve got to find the one
Who has dealt me this blow.
Justice shall be done,
Justice shall prevail.
Even if it takes
Until I’m weak and frail.”
When it rains it pours-
Like the salt on the sores-
Of the plans you made.
It stings like a thousand bees,
Keepin’ pressure like a strong snake’s squeeze.
Still the rain falls harder,
And it won’t let up.
Time to sink or swim-
In the water and mud.
Cyrus, just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
Just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
Cyrus, just look up.
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