Analysis of As right as rain

Evaporate and restore me
Might the rightness of
rain, wash the dust of
yesterday away

As real as eternity
The stones of canyons cry
Suns of days, which all thrust
Shaking angered fist to the sky
God of man, they dance before Ye
An echoing needles cry
They stand in dusty fields
And ask, why oh, why
Others are flooded and exasperated
There yeilds washed down stream
It's neither times that all prosper
Were we share wealth and restore
what's been losed
We sit in heat and suffer
Those brave one often pay the cost