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Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass; it's about learning to dance in the rain. |
| When the clouds in the sky Are released from up high And fall hard to the ground, We can shout out a sound That is full of our noise, All small girls and young boys Let our voices sing songs As it rains all day long, Filling earth with her love, From the sky up above; When the stones give a moan And the seas turn to foam Let our song ring out loud And our water applaud; While the earth is deluged May we learn of the truth That we dance in the rain When our lives give us pain For the storms always pass When half full is the glass. |