[ Featuring The Colorist Orchestra ]
Sunrise Crow and Bird Of Thunder
Weave between the cracks of gunfire
Disturbing the soft mist around without a sound
Even the birds had stopped their flutter
And the insects quieted their chirping buzz
And howls and growls silenced in wait
Rachel and Morris raced across the fields
Soaken from the the heavens pleading rain
Muddled and slow in saturated mud
From the blood and pain
The front lines were closing in every second
they've been counting on
they're all counting on
the way the wind blows
the way the lightning flashes
Allejah and Saheed, they survived their own
Arab Spring and became a thing
Only three territories collapsed
In disastering relief aside
No one ever came in from then too much to hide
they've been counting on
their all counting on
a way to make love last
all through the ages
and you're counting on
what we've all been count on in
rewriting history
with brand new pages
Juanita and Angel, among the 5000 strong
Walked all the way, till they break down
Till they all broke down in sweat and song
they've been counting on
what you've already counted on
the way the wind blows
the way the thunder crashes
the storm rages on
history pages on
trying to make love last
all life long .. all life long
Disappearances and appearances can be deceiving
Those coming, those leaving
Heretic and asylum seeker
Are just the fortune 500
That have not yet been acquired
Or properly attired
Maybe God is a storm
Maybe God is a storm
Which way the wind the blows
How the lightning flashes
