Raindrops keep falling on my head, no.2.

Raindrops keep falling on my head

and I look society in the eye

seeing eyes shifty

hasting on to other sights

and looking pale,

as they rush on by

not seeing the devastation

the big swollen eyes

of the starving millions

or feeling the the growing heat,

or seeing the huge changes

or acknowledging the great greed

that are leading us

to the point where

the hard rains are a gonna fall,

and the rain drops keep falling on my head

but my head is dry

and my eyes are drowning in tears.

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