Water - Hothouse Flowers

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I’m sitting, looking at this road

Looks like it’s getting longer

I’ve been carrying a heavy load now

And I’m praying for some water

I’m looking down this road

And my heart is getting weaker

I’m down on my sore knees

And I’m praying for some water

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There are storm clouds overhead

Colored thundery blue like lead

And their battering against the hill

Till the water starts to swell

I see storm clouds ahead

And what will we do then?

Build shelters from the rain

Heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy rain

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And it is real and it is old

And it’s been flowing through my bones

They’ve been poisoning our streams

They’re polluting all our oceans

And I hope we get to learn before

The Heaven’s Gates pour open

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One, two, three, four

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Estoy sentado, mirando este camino

Parece que se está haciendo más largo

He estado llevando una carga pesada ahora

Y estoy rezando por un poco de agua

Estoy mirando por este camino

Y mi corazón se está debilitando

Estoy de rodillas doloridas

Y estoy rezando por un poco de agua

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Hay nubes de tormenta en lo alto

De color azul tormentoso como el plomo

Y sus golpes contra la colina

Hasta que el agua comienza a hincharse

Veo nubes de tormenta adelante

¿Y qué haremos entonces?

Construir refugios de la lluvia.

Pesada, pesada, pesada, pesada, fuerte lluvia

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Y es real y es viejo

Y ha estado fluyendo a través de mis huesos

Han estado envenenando nuestros arroyos

Están contaminando todos nuestros océanos.

Y espero que podamos aprender antes

Las puertas del cielo se abren

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