4th Inc. - Rain has come

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Ants, patterns, street signs,
Names, clouds and phrases out of bound,
Yellow philosophies towards the eternal kingdom
That steers into insolvency.
Light surgeons, aims marked, concealed, delivered,
No longer made use of or won but to be claimed,
Taken away, beyond reach or attainment.
Among this landfill we pray but

Why look up to the sky when it's pointless?
Why keep beholding some busted thoughts, already burnt?
Why should we use a belief that is broken?
Why keep on piercing the words
If there's nothing to carve?

Brave we decide to raise our hands,
Wait for the rain to come,
to be part of the living ones
Ore one of those who let themselves die.
Then we make our countdown,
define the way to the city upon the clouds,
Taken away, beyond reach or attainment.
Among this landfill we pray but

Why look up to the sky when it's pointless?
Why keep beholding some busted thoughts, already burnt?
Why should we use a belief that is broken?
Why keep on piercing the words
If there's nothing to carve?

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Music: 4thInc.
Lyrics: Aurora Ferrer Sancho