album: Share the Well (2004)
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The rain in Bombay fall on the righteous and the wrong 
And there is no way for me to understand 
Faces pull towards me like the sea to the moon 
Eyes like diamonds in the sun 
Abraham's grains of sand spilling over the streets 
A wave of statistics 

The rain in Bombay feeds the swelling of the sea 
It threatens to drown all the voices drowning me 
We stand beneath the gateway of the foreign kings and queens 
With nothing but pockets of candy 
I look up to the sky and see the stars hanging from 
The promises, the promises of God 

Hollywood, Bollywood, London and Chicago 
Lord, all the places you have placed us 
I was born in a small town, and I feel like a small man 
Looking out the windows of this Bombay bus 

The rain in Bombay falls on the righteous and the wrong 
And there is no way for me to understnad 
Obscene idols, rickshaw cycles, cows on the highway 
Honey, all the things that I have seen 
But most amazing of them all is the grace that we believe in 
That we are known and loved, loved and known 

Hollywood, Bollywood, Tokyo, Nairobi 
Lord, all the places you have placed us 
I'm a child of the one God 
The Spirit, Father, and Son 
On each side of the windows of this Bombay bus 

The rain in Bombay...

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