The Shadowlands

God, please bring the rain
Yeah and bring it soon
Let it flood right through the houses
Into Judy's roomWith a father on amphetamines
Her mother hides the pearls
Reach out into the darkness
And find my little girl'Cause she's angry like a salesman
Who just couldn't make a sale
Threw the wedding rings in the sewer
And damned them all to hellPlease lead her to the mountain
That you fashioned out of sand
While the roaches climb the walls
From the hotel where he calls