Lyrics

©2023 Words by Tony Cerniglia & Bob Meicher

Walking on the edge of darkness
A million miles of dust and grit
We unravel in this place we call home

On the beach of humanity
We’re all but one grain of sand
They said it wouldn’t matter
Oh, the stories wouldn’t matter at all

How can we ignore the warning signs my friend
It shouldn't bother you at all
That your sons and daughters
Will blame the sins of their fathers
For letting Mother Nature fall

I can hear the rolling thunder and the pouring rain
Storm is coming, our way
I can see the lightning flashing, across the unwary skies Storm is coming, our way

How did we all get twisted
With selfish claims and ignorance
Only the consequences remain

Beating a path of destruction
With gifted lives and extravagance
While never washing our hands of the stains

We can no longer ignore the warning signs
Why should it bother you at all
That your sons and daughters
Will blame the sins of their fathers
For letting Mother Nature fall

How many times can we hear it, before it really sinks in
There’s no turning back or saving ourselves at all
Children of the world pay the ultimate price
Because, we all ignored the advice
Were all to blame for letting Mother Nature fall

Can you hear the rolling thunder and the pouring rain
Storm is coming, our way
Can you see the lightning flashing, across the unwary skies Storm is coming, our way

I can hear it, can you hear it?
The storm is coming, the storm is coming our way
I can hear it, can you hear it?
The Storm is coming