These days you seem a little quiet
These days you're turning down the news
You say, 'it's so hard to find the joy now'
But these days aren't about you...
And you'd be a fool if you were praying for rain when you had a thousand buckets of Water in your name, yet your neighbours house was burning (Going up in flames) and You were on the porch, praying while the smoke was Circling like a vulture
Keep on drinking your cool, cool water. you're not looking for change. cos you know the Wind will keep blowing away, keeping your house safe from the flames
But the voices, they will keep rising! Pay attention, open the door. cos the voices they Will keep rising and you cannot ignore them anymore.
You'd be a fool if you were praying for rain when you had a thousand buckets of water in Your name, and your neighbours house was burning - going up in flames, yet you're out On the porch praying while the smoke is circling like a vulture