Assemblage 23 - House On Fire

Too eager to appease The cure is the disease And it's only growing worse Day by day it takes its hold Divides its cells a thousandfold And makes your blindness seem perverse Out of sight and out of mind Are deadly traits when they're combined But it's easier that way Sit and watch the world go by While all the problems multiply With nothing left to do but pray CHORUS I am the rain Falling down to cover you Wish me away But I'm here for your own good I am the storm Sent to wake you from your dream Show me your scorn But you'll thank me in the end These amenities are nice But there is need for sacrifice You must lose so you may gain It's too easy to malign The implements that steal our time But it's we who are to blame Fill your pockets while you can And try to keep the upper hand The voice of reason sounds so shrill Surround yourself with all you own Work your fingers to the bone And happiness evades you still (CH) Too eager to appease You've lost the forest for the trees And it really is a shame It is such a sorry sight When you evaluate your life You've only got yourself to blame