I think it must have been
When the rain fell down
That I again thought about us
When all the rivers of trust ran away
And the trees fell into the flood
I think it must have been don't you think
Some kind of act of a God
Who threw us both together
Before the weather
Turned us both into mud
I've got to stop the shock waves
The foundations of the Earth are shaking
Echoing in this vast holy globe
Through all the holes we are making
It's got to be a question
Don't you think if sadness is worth the living
If kindness just ends up digging you holes
Into which we're both sinking
Where as cruelty and rules
Can make us both fools
To be colder and more alone than ever
When I look to those who recover themselves
Each time they look at the weather
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