From the Rain - (a)

Everyone is absolutely alone, and searching desperately for a home,
There's times we all feel beaten to the ground, then comes the voice that makes no sound saying…

There will be flowers that come from this rain…there will be joy springing from your pain.

We all have our crosses that we have to bear, there's times we get lost in our despair,
There's times we all feel beaten to the ground…then comes the voice that makes no sound…saying…

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