When the sins of my fatherWeigh down in my soulAnd the pain of my mother will not let me goWell I know there can come fire from the skyTo refine the purest of canesEven though I know this fire brings me painEven so and just the sameMake it rainMake it rain down lowMake it rain, make it rainMake it rainMake it rain down lowMake it rain, make it rainAnd the seed needs the waterBefore it grows out of the groundBut it just keeps on getting hotterAnd the hunger more profoundWell I know there can come tears from their eyesBut they may as well all be in vainEven though I know these tears come with painEven so and just the sameMake it rainMake it rain down lowMake it rain, make it rainMake it rainMake it rain down lowMake it rain, make it rainAnd the seas are full of waterIt stops by the shoreJust like the riches of grandeurThat never reach the portAnd let the claps fill with thunderous applauseAnd let the lightning be the veinsAnd fill the skyWith all that they can dropWhen it’s time to make a changeMake it rainMake it rain down lowMake it rain, make it rainMake it rainMake it rain down lowMake it rain, make it rain