Anonymous raindrops enter my face I think this is how it starts I look up to find no clouds Strange shadows mute all sounds And maybe I think this is my uncertainty Maybe I know what it is Yes, maybe I know what it is Suddenly my hair gets soaked Heavy drops all over Finding and flooding my defensive skin Making their way down my body And I think I hear something developing fast And maybe I know what it is Maybe I know what it is God I think I need a barrel now! This must be my personal Deluge Feels like bloody Niagara somehow But water can't be Water can't be judged Tired drops evaporate again And I know this is how it ends I'm facing the reoccurring sun Aware of the fading sound And maybe I think this was my uncertainty Maybe I know what it was Maybe I know what it was God, I think I need a barrel now! This must be my personal Deluge Feels like bloody Niagara somehow But water can't be No, water can't be judged Guilt in between, like pollution Conscience like thunder, striking me down The guilt in between, like pollution And conscience, like thunder striking me down Oh God, I think I need a barrel now! This must be my personal Deluge Feels like bloody Niagara somehow But water can't be No, water can't be judged