I hear the coming storm,
Wait for the rain to wash us clean and for the sun to keep us warm.

I know that I've done wrong,
I've done my best and repossessed,
And I will rest where I belong.

I've lived a hard life and I've seen a lot,
I've lied and cheated I lost the plot,
Too many tantrums I was so mean,
I'm getting ready,
I'm getting ready, I'm getting ready,
I'm gettin' ready it's time to have peace,
I'm getting ready.

I'm getting ready, I'll be restored,
I'm getting ready for my reward,
I am so ready, I just can't wait,
Hope you are ready, just don't be late.

I can release my soul,
I have made peaceset for my flight up to the light,
No more control, I'm getting ready.

I’m going for the good life,
I’ve got to get away,
I’m going for the good life,
Nothing can make me stay,
I’ve seen dreams of green and yellow,
I watched them burn,
I’ve watched them mellow.

And I know when I’m,
About to take flight,
I’m going for the good life,
I’m going for the good life.

I’m going for the good life,
Gonna get me out of here,
I’m going for the good life,
Oh I ain’t got no fear,
I’ve been yearning for some new learning,
I got this feeling,
That I’m no longer dreaming.

Cos I know when I’m,
About to take flight,
I’m going for the good life.

These wings can’t stop flying,
See that break in the cloud,
Has got me feeling proud,
I found a place I got to get high in,
I’m doing everything I should,
I know that this has got to be good.

Now I know that I’m,
About to take flight,
I’m going for the good life,
I’m going for the good life,
I’m going for the good life.

Weather man,
Up in the sky,
Do you float or do you fly?
Gold and grey - you look so strong,
Mighty,
But never there for long.

Weather man,
Towering tall,
A countenance to rule us all,
A slice of hope, a glimmer of heaven,
Angels inside,
Won’t you let down a rope?

Weather man,
In your bed of blue,
May I climb up and be with you?
Wish I could steal a little thunder,
And get out from under,
The might of your hand.

Weather man,
Do you cry?
Silver teardrops tumble by,
Bless us now with one more kiss,
Then strike me down,
As you turn the skies around.

My heart is a suitcase,
Waiting to be packed,
My cares,
Are everywhere,
My hopes are sitting in the corner,
Waiting for the day,
A dream wanders over.

Cos I’m on a ticket I can’t get off,
It could be heaven, it could be hell,
But when I feel like it’s time to stop,
I’ll be standing up ringing the bell.

Gonna throw in all my thoughts and all my feelings,
Zip it up, tie the tag,
Check it in, wait and see,
If it gets there,
Guess I know,
That’s my bag.

My mind is a clutter,
I can’t clear up,
Too many choices in the way,
I stumble with all the best intention,
So open to,
A good suggestion.

Cos I’m on a ticket I can’t get off,
It could be heaven, it could be hell,
But when I feel like it’s time to stop,
I’ll be standing up ringing the bell.

Gonna throw in all my thoughts and all my feelings,
Zip it up, tie the tag,
Check it in, wait and see,
If it gets there,
Guess I know,
That’s my bag.

I'm a working man,
And I've got working hands,
And I've worked the land for ages, hmm.

But the toll this life has taken,
Is a back that’s always aching,
And if my scars could tell their tales,
It'd take a long, long time,
You'd hear about broken bones and splinters.

Yeah, tankard ales and long dark winters,
A laureate who’s not worried at the rhyme.

Oh but when the rain comes down,
I stop the rain from falling on the ground.

I'm a working man,
And I've got working hands,
I've worked the land for ages, hmm,
For ages, hmm.