[Music: D.Gildenlow/D.Magdic]

I've always loved the sound of rain,
Touching so softly my windowpane.
And then the scent of dew at dawn,
Coming to greet me from my moist lawn.

...home...

I always took it for granted.
I never valued the drops I shed.
I failed to see the relation,
Between my self and world starvation.

Water's for the chosen
But how come we expect
us to be those few...
...me and you?!

[Spoken:]
(In this hot, desolate timeglass I met this man, wearing a worn old flyer's cap.
Every day he had to dig 10 feet down for his daily ration of water - one poor gallon.
And so he did - singing while doing it!)

10 feet of sand for the thirst - but
he gave me half of
what he was given for a day.
All for thirst and sanity use
While we use up hundred times more:
What do we do with it?
Pipes and bathtubs,
sprinklers and fountains!
Freshwater used as a dump
for oil and nuclear waste!

"Desert people turns humble" he said.
They know what they have
But do they know what they lose
when we flush?
And flush!
And WE... flush!

[Spoken:]
(But yet, sadly, he looked up to me. Felt a need for our greed: our "freedom". Said all he really wanted was a car and a radio. He too failed to see the relation ...between our lives...and his starvation)

Water's for the chosen,
Water's for the few.
[Repeat x2]

Life is for the chosen,
But only if we believe it
to be true...but we do!
(But I'm through!)

I've always loved the sound of rain...

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