Raining On A Plane Crash

Oh no, the thunder whispers by jet-black suburban skies
Small drops hit the ground
Landing softly with a sound

Oh... what is it?
Oh...

Liquid beads, they fall so fast rippling arches in puddle cracks, yeah
Engulf the earth within a bath
Hear the falling water laugh

Oh... what is it?
Oh... what is it?
Oh... what is it?
Oh... what is it?
Oh...

Sad morose and sopping wet his lonely street light silhouette