Mission of Burma Weatherbox

Every man thinks he does what he can
Then he (?) and he's holding the weatherbox
Every night (?)
Takes a ride [?] and he's holding the weatherbox
Holding the weatherbox
Holding the weatherbox

Sun is falling down, sky is falling down
Seasons falling down, air is falling down
The air is round and the world is flat
And everything is clearly impossible
Clearly impossible

Inside the weatherbox
Bombs roll inside the weatherbox
Bombs roll inside the weatherbox
Bombs roll inside the weatherbox
Bombs roll inside the weatherbox
Bombs roll inside the weatherbox
Bombs roll inside the weatherbox

marengomo, Thank you for correcting this lyric.