When the skies are dark,
When the silence is sharp,
When no breeze seems to blow,
When everything appears low,
When the air is thick,
So much every breath makes you sick,
When every step hurts,
Adding to your discomforts,
When sanity has evaded you,
And even little charms seem too good to be true,
HOLD ON to your patience,
'Cause the best rains are about to happen...
When the silence is sharp,
When no breeze seems to blow,
When everything appears low,
When the air is thick,
So much every breath makes you sick,
When every step hurts,
Adding to your discomforts,
When sanity has evaded you,
And even little charms seem too good to be true,
HOLD ON to your patience,
'Cause the best rains are about to happen...
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