Lyrics:
Look at me, look at youSearching for the purest blueIt's a thirst so hard to quenchAnd we're waitingAnd we're waitingAnd we're watingOccasional showers never drenchWe're waiting for the floodTake a glimpse behind the veilSet you sights upon the grailThen have it taken from handsAnd you're waitingAnd you're waitingAnd you're waitingAll your colours turn to paleSeems all that we get here are showersTake a look at all the flowersRelying on the showersFor their life's bloodFor their life's bloodFor their life's bloodBet that water sure tastes goodWe're waiting for the flood