Historia Calamitatum

Even though we know, yeah we know

Our time has almost come, we're all overdue

Can there be a place to call our own?

Can there be a road that takes us home?

We toe the line

We go along

We toe the line

To you now

When it rains it pours

Like summer storms

The skies as gray as leaves

The rivers flood the banks

And spill into the streets

But the people laughed

And swore that they'd restore

The city piece by piece

And then the clouds gave

Way as if to agree

When it rains it pours

The mystery unknown

Now unfolds

The life that we once owned

First bought, then sold

Like messengers of war

We've no control

To oceans unexplored

This ship sails through

We toe the line

We go along

We toe the line

To you now

When it rains it pours

Like summer storms

The skies as gray as leaves

The rivers flood the banks

And spill into the streets

But the people laughed

And swore that they'd restore

The city piece by piece

And then the clouds gave

Way as if to agree

When it rains it pours, it pours, it pours

When it rains it pours

When they die, we mourn

When it hit, we swore

Now we want not more

Like a saint reborn

Like a rose in a storm

Like a child unborn

A child unborn

It's the coin

We're tossing into the well

It's misfortune that

We could not foretell

It's the dry spell

When it rains it pours

Like summer storms

The skies as gray as leafs

The rivers flood the banks

And spill into the streets

But the people laughed

And swore that they'd restore

The city piece by piece

And then the clouds gave

Way as if to agree

When it rains it pours, it pours

When it rains it pours