There's a storm outside, and the gap between crack and thunder   Crack and thunder, is closing in, is closing in   The rain floods gutters, and makes a great sound on the concrete   On a flat roof, there's a boy leaning against the wall of rain   Aerial held high, calling "come on thunder, come on thunder"      Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul   Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul      It's a monsoon, and the rain lifts lids off cars   Spinning buses like toys, stripping them to chrome   Across the bay, the waves are turning into something else   Picking up fishing boats and spewing them on the shore      The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign   And he crumples, drops into the gutter, legs twitching   The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on      Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul   Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul      There's four new colors in the rainbow   An old man's taking polaroids   But all he captures is endless rain, endless rain   He says listen, takes my head and puts my ear to his   And I swear I can hear the sea      Somtimes, when I look in your eyes I can see your soul   (I can reach your soul)   (I can touch your soul)   Sometimes