Letras:Griffin House. Upland. Waiting On Rain.

There's a holy cloud
Rolling through the city
Yeah, threatenin' to rain.
Said I've come to rest the iron
Of your locamotive train.
The rails you're riding on my friend
Will take you nowhere fast.
And when you arrive at nowhere
With your future turned to past,
You'll realize the track must end
'Fore you reach the western shore
Then you'll wish the rails would stop you,
You wish the rails would stop you there before

Waiting on rain
'Cause I've been down
Waiting on rain,
Rain gonna come.
Rain on me now.

They say that turnin' trains to rust
Is such an ugly thing to do,
But I love myself no more than I love you.
If you can take these iron wheels
And turn them into rust,
You'll know the god who sent us
Is a god that you can trust.
You'll realize the track extends
Beyond the western shore
And we'll ride the rails to freedom
We'll ride the rails to freedom through that storm

Waiting on rain
'Cause I've been down
Waiting on rain,
Rain gonna come
Rain on me, now
Rain gonna come
Rain on me now.
It's gonna come rain on me now