Alba s touto skladbou:
Stretch of the Imagination,
As I stand amongst the clouds
before the gods they tell me why
why I am destined to save this world
from the north to the distant shores
I see the sign of a farmer's pain
begging the sky above the fields
rain on, rain on me, rain on, rain on me, rain on
now he hearts the distant thunder
across the sky and through his mind
now he runs traveling homeward
as the tears fall from his eyes
The rain has come and now it pours
no one ever told me why
why the drought would turn flood tomorrow
a mortal lesson with the power of rain
to fight as one and not against
can't you see we only come back for more
I feel the ground as it soaks
the tears that weep from the gods
a silent sadness for the foolishness of man
will they ever learn that they can't stop the rain
and save the world instead of thinking of themselves
I see the rain coming in from the horizon
the clouds that hang low in the sky
and I feel it rain, and it rains and rains...
stop the rain, stop the rain
A farmer stands in his open fields
looks to the sky and raises his hands
and as a tear fall from his eye
he feels the pain and it rains and it rains, stop the rain, stop the rain
from falling down
Now he hears the distant thunder
across the sky and through his mind
now he runs traveling homeward
as the tears fall from his eyes.