Heat haze rising on Hell's own hill To wake up this morning was an act of will You walked through the night to get to today To bring your children to give them a way Oh, oh this cruel sun Its daylight never done Cruelty just begun To make a shadow of everyone And if the rain came And if the rain came now Souls bent over without a breeze Blankets on burning trees I'm sick without disease Nobility on its knees And if the rain came And if the rain came now Would it wash us all away On a wave of sorrow A wave of sorrow Where now the holy cities Where all the ancient holy scrolls Where now the Emperor Menelik And the Queen of Sheba's gold You, my bride, wear her crown On your finger a precious stone Has every good thing now been sold Oh son of the shepherd boy now king What wisdom can you bring What lyric could you sing Where is the music of the seraphim And if the rain came And if the rain came now Would it wash us all away On a wave of sorrow A wave, a wave of sorrow Blessed are the meek who scratch in the dirt For they shall inherit what's left of the earth Blessed are the kings who have left their thrones They are blessed in this valley of dry bones Blessed are you with an empty heart For you have nothing form which you cannot part Blessed is the ego if it's all we've got this hour Blessed is the voice that speaks truth to power Blessed is the sex worker's body sold tonight She works with what she's got to save her children's life Blessed are the deaf who cannot hear her scream Blessed are the stupid who can dream Blessed are the tin can cardboard slums And blessed is the spirit that overcomes