There's a storm outside, and the gap between crack and thunder

Crack and thunder, is closing in, is closing in

The rain floods gutters, and makes a great sound on the concrete

On a flat roof, there's a boy leaning against the wall of rain

Aerial held high, calling "come on thunder, come on thunder"



Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul

Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul



It's a monsoon, and the rain lifts lids off cars

Spinning buses like toys, stripping them to chrome

Across the bay, the waves are turning into something else

Picking up fishing boats and spewing them on the shore



The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign

And he crumples, drops into the gutter, legs twitching

The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on



Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul

Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul



There's four new colors in the rainbow

An old man's taking polaroids

But all he captures is endless rain, endless rain

He says listen, takes my head and puts my ear to his

And I swear I can hear the sea



Somtimes, when I look in your eyes I can see your soul

(I can reach your soul)

(I can touch your soul)

Sometimes