It's like I've never
Seen the sky before
The veils are lifting
I can see it more and more
The painter draws the brush precisely
Through the scene
It seems so easy
So easy
Storm clouds gather
The sun is gonna hide
Forces of nature
They will soon collide
A buzzard's playing confidently
With the wind
It seems so easy
So easy
Hark Mama
There is a tune coming through the rain
We've never heard before
So Mama
Come to the window let the healing begin
Who knows when we will hear it again
Who knows when we will hear it again
The creek is growing
We should change its name
The summer's daughter
Is gonna lose the game
A herd of horses's flying over
Wood and grass
It seems so easy
So easy
Hark Mama
There is a tune coming through the rain
We've never heard before
So Mama
Come to the window let the healing begin
Who knows when we will hear it again
Who knows when we will hear it again
Who knows when we will hear it again