And the Rain

I don't know where she drew the line.

The things she did didn't raise any sign.

I just recall the flash that blazed within her eyes,

A tempest born from a pack of sorry lies.

And the rain came down.

And the rain came down.

 

I could tell she didn't know what to do

With all the pain she couldn't bear coursing through

A hidden scar she'd hoped would never, ever show,

An age-old wound she knew would never let her go.

And the rain came down.

And the rain came down.

 

She had a choice

To use her voice

And set her stage

To vent her rage

Or let it go

And start to grow.

And the rain came down.

And the rain came down.

 

Then a light pierced the gloom in her stare,

Her resolve to not live as others fare,

To forgive all the barbs that people cast

And wash away all the sorrows of her past.

And the rain came down.

And the rain came down.

 

-- Words and music copyright July 2014, Kirby Lee Davis

Came Down

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