(One, two) ♪ Last night, a storm blew through our town, the power went out, the rain poured down For an hour or so, the wind blew fast and mean I walked around after the flood, piles of trash and pools of mud But up above, the prettiest sunset that I've seen I woke up to the news, fate ain't something you can choose And them Harlem River blues, all too real I couldn't even cry, I was sad but not surprised That muddy water was always lapping at your heels So rest easy brother, and travel light You had your mama's eyes, but you were your father's son Lay your darkness down, shadows lie upon the ground To show us where the light is coming from ♪ Towns can be rebuilt, but some holes just can't be filled And hope is in the heart of the beholder So I'll remember you I guess at your kindest, at your best And pray you shed the weight upon your shoulders So rest easy brother, travel light You had your mama's eyes, but you were your father's son Lay your darkness down, shadows lie upon the ground To show us where the light is coming from Lay your darkness down, shadows lie upon the ground To show us where the light is coming from