The thunder cracks at the hills and plains,nThe rain does lash at your window pane.nI am the ghost of your past refrain,nI’m your conscience, let me in, let me in,nI’m your conscience, let me in.nnYou cannot bear to go on this way,nYou’ve passed many trials,nBut still you sway,nYou know that something has to change,nAnd it’s weak to sit in blame, let me in.nOh it’s weak to sit in blame.nnNo, You cannot bear to go on this way,nYou’ve passed many trials,nBut still you sway,nYou know that something has to change,nOr like me soon you’ll be a ghost, let me in,nOr soon you’ll be a shade.