I´m looking out of the window   See the sky is turning grey   Don´t know why it´s happening   But tomorrow is the day after today      Turn around, yes my friend   Keep on watching the sky   When I ask for the reason   They can´t tell me why      We pay for this, we pay for that,   We pump it out and it feels so schitzofrein   You try to control it and make it your way   But you never ever gonna stop the rain      I´ve been searching for a long long time      The stuff we get back is the stuff that we dump   The problem never was the rain   But we let it be, we even don´t care   It feels that we are eating our own brains      The acid rains will kill