Lyrics
I swear I seen the light, and it aint comin' from above
I've experienced a revelation, but it's not a divine one.
And I've seen the sadness in the eyes of the people that i love
I've witnessed the sorrow in the eyes of my loved ones.
I've walked these empty streets lookin' for the lost and found
I've wandered through deserted streets in search of things lost and found.
And I ran along for miles and miles and never landed on sacred ground
I've traveled extensively without finding a sacred or meaningful place.
We all need a place to go we all need shelter from the storm
We all need a refuge from life's challenges.
And we all need a hand to guide us, to free us from our hearts of stone
We all require guidance and support to overcome our hardened hearts.
Dark clouds on the horizon, the winds are starting to shift
There are ominous signs of trouble ahead, with a shift in the winds.
Hell or high water raining down on all of us
Despite challenges, be it hell or high water, difficulties are descending upon everyone.
Hell and high water coming down on everyone
Challenging times affect everyone universally.
Hell or high water raining down on all of us
Reiteration of the challenging conditions impacting everyone.
Hell and high water coming down on everyone
Continuation of expressing the universal nature of difficult circumstances.
Hell and high water
Emphasis on the challenging conditions with the repetition of the title.
The ceiling is leaking thru a hole in your head
There's vulnerability as troubles penetrate one's thoughts.
And we're all swimming in our problems, we all drown in our regrets
We are collectively immersed in our problems and drowned in regrets.
The weatherman is calling for 100 days of rain
A prolonged period of hardship is predicted, adding to the challenges.
And we're all servin' somebody, we all have debts we can never pay
We all serve someone, and we carry debts that may never be repaid.
Storm clouds on the horizon, the winds are starting to shift
Warnings of approaching troubles intensify with changing winds.
Hell or high water raining down on all of us
Reiteration of the challenging conditions, emphasizing the shared experience.
Hell and high water coming down on everyone
Universal impact of challenging circumstances on everyone.
Hell or high water raining down on all of us
Continued emphasis on the widespread nature of difficulties.
Hell and high water coming down on everyone
Restatement of the collective experience of challenges.
Hell and high water
Reiteration of the title, emphasizing the all-encompassing nature of hardships.
Storm clouds on the horizon, looks like we been set adrift
The metaphorical storm is brewing, signifying a sense of being adrift or lost.
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