he clouds will gather and cover up the sun
the wind will make the trees bend down
The birds will hide so as the people
The sky that were so blue so bright will strike us with deadly lights

You can’t just get your private jet and go away
this will not be just another rainy day

It’s the storm in our dreams the consequences of the way we live

Soon the storm will break loose
The wind will rip our roofs of
Soon the storm will break loose
The lightings strikes us were we hide
Soon the storm will break loose
To make us pay for all we have not done

We have got a chance to make things right to save all the children
We have got a chance to just lend a hand and help the sick and week
We have got a chance to make the world a better place

but of course we rather have our shining new car and expensive flat screen TV

We have got a chance to make things right but we choose not to see

and so we live on happily pretending to not know

The ignorance and greed let the bombs destroy too much
the guns and deceases take to many lives while we keep our eyes closed
we choose not to see the children starve and thirst to death
we simply sit in our warm and clean houses with walls built to protect our minds
and we don’t even decline a thought to the world that exist outside

The storm will come, be so sure, the consequences of the way we live
It will hunt us in our dreams and tear our world apart