love rain

oh my God
oh my God
i’ve got so much work to do
work work
like an ant seeking something sweet
like the drone collecting honey for the queen
i mindlessly get to work
seeking to quench
my glutenous soul
one less bell to answer
where is the love you said you’d give to me
abandoned on a backstreet
in the back seat
of a dirty foul smelling
89 honda accord with pop up lights

far too many feeling the strain
oh when will there be a harvest for the world?
a harvest of love
feed us love
like water to a barren land
we are dehydrated
im dehydrated
so let the rain come down
let the rain come down
let the rain come down down