January in the soulless valley
where the storm from the South sends the people inside.
A dead appliance kills the awkward silence.
Yeah, four generations all numb to the world.
Woah, oh oh oh... when it starts to pour.
Get out and touch the rain!
When rivers start to fall,
get out and touch the rain!
When oceans hit the floor,
get out and touch the rain!
You've gotta taste the storm.
Get out and touch the rain!
You spent a lifetime waiting, tomorrow chasing
with the cracked open shell of somebody you love.
In the graveyard hour the wind strikes and takes the pour.
It's the Gods crying out for you to touch their tears.
Woah, oh oh oh... then it starts to pour.
Get out and touch the rain!
When rivers start to fall,
get out and touch the rain!
When oceans hit the floor,
get out and touch the rain!
You've gotta taste the storm.
Get out and touch the rain!
When it starts to pour,
get out and touch the rain!
When rivers start to fall,
get out and touch the rain!
When oceans hit the floor,
get out and touch the rain!
You've gotta taste the storm.
Get out and touch the rain!