Sometimes the rain washes away the pain..

Sometimes i need just a little more rain..

Its a change i sense in me and all around..

Something will be lost and something lost found..


I wait and watch the pages turn..

I wish sometimes to some i could return..

But theres a lot more to be seen and heard..

The flutter of a butterfly, the song of a bird..


The bend in the road is behind me i feel..

The horizons still  hazy under a misty veil..

I hear an unfamiliar tune in my heart..

Maybe just maybe here comes the good part..


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