Those black clouds are whispering,nLonely raindrops on our skinnWaste without the waste withinnThe thunder and lightning will not rest until we dienShe came in to start a warnWe don’t know what we’re fighting fornI heard the key turn in the doornShe took me by the arm, and dragged me out into the seanIs that what it’s about?nnAnd I’m soaking wetnWith the storm across my eyelidsnThe air is cold and I’ve forgot my coatnThat’s enough, that’s enough, that’s enoughnnEveryone has had enough,nOf this violence, of this violencenSo seep through my crooked fingersnTo let it all decaynThrow the rocks into the water, to wash it all awaynnI hope that puts some wind in your sailsnThat puts some wind in your sailsnThat puts some wind in your sailsnThat puts some wind in your sailsnnAnd I’m soaking wetnWith the storm across my eyelidsnThe air is cold and I’ve forgot my coatnThat’s enough, that’s enough, that’s enoughnnnAnd I’m soaking wet n(that put’s some wind in your sails)nWith the storm across my eyelidsn (that puts some wind in your sails)nThe air is cold and I’ve forgot my coatn (that puts some wind in your sails)nThat’s enough, that’s enough, that’s enoughn(that puts some wind in your sails)n