The

clouds

pre-

pare

for

bat-

tle

In

the

dark

and

broo-

ding

si-

lence

Bruised

and

sul-

len

storm

clouds

Have

the

light

of

day

obs-

cured

Loo-

ming

low

and

o-

mi-

nous

In

twi-

light

pre-

ma-

ture

Thun-

der

heads

are

rumb-

ling

In

a

dis-

tant

o-

ver-

ture

All

at

once,

the

clouds

are

par-

ted

Light

streams

down

in

bright

un-

bro-

ken

beams

Fol-

low

men's

eyes

as

they

look

to

the

skies

The

shif-

ting

shafts

of

shi-

ning

weave

the

fab-

ric

of

their

dreams