Against the Rain Songtext
von Lysistrata

These logs that brush against us
Leg deep in murky water
Used to run aside us
Old classmates and neighbours

These stumps upon the ground
Who no longer make a sound
Began to charge towards us
Tears freezing on their cheeks


Though they used to build aside us
Snowmen then town halls
They used to sprint against us, breathless
Football kicked ahead
But with such bad words repeated
See flocks convert to packs
I don′t wear my medals
I keep them from my chest
For you may call me a hero
But heroes don't come back
I sit upon this worn old chair
My hair all turned to oyster gray
Pictures of my brothers
Who′s souls parade the bay

Your jacket will not feel a thing
You, a slight tingle on the skin
Head on, head on
Acquainted with the taste of lead
And coiled in a cotton web
Chin up, head on
Your jacket will not feel a thing
You, a slight tingle on the skin
Head on, head on
Acquainted with the taste of lead
And coiled in a cotton web
Chin up, head on


Run against the rain
Of metal and shells
Run against the rain
Of metal and shells
Run against the rain
Of metal and shells
Run against the rain
Of metal and shells

I don't believe in god man
Don't know who I′m praying to
The light at the end is neon
And I can′t believe in god man
When I see hatreds' tenacity
I′ve got to believe in something

I won't listen to the speakers
I won′t turn on my TV
And I won't let them mould my thinking
I always end up so confused
I curl my toes
I curl my toes
I curl my toes
I′m out of
I won't listen to the speakers
I won't turn on my TV
And I won′t let them mould my thinking
I always end up so confused
I curl my toes
I curl my toes
I curl my toes
I′m out of time