IT CAN'T RAIN ALL THE TIME

We walked the narrow path,
beneath the smoking skies.
Sometimes you can barely tell the difference between darkness and light.
Do you have faith in what we believe?
The truest test is when we cannot, when we cannot see.

I hear pounding feet in the,
in the streets below,
and the,and the women crying and the,
and the children know that
there,that there's something wrong,
and it's hard to belive that love will prevail.

Oh it won't rain all the time.
The sky won't fall forever.
And though the night seems long,
your tears won't fall forever.

Oh, when I'm lonely,
I lie awake at night and
I wish you were here.I miss you.


Can you tell me is there something more to belive in?
Or is this all there is?
In the pounding feet, in the,
In the streets below, and the,
And the window breaks and,
And a woman falls, there's,
There's something wrong, it's,
It's so hard to belive that love will prevail.

Oh it won't rain all the time.
The sky won't fall forever.
And though the night seems long,
your tears won't fall,
your tears won't fall,
your tears won't fallforever.

Last night I had a dream.
You came into my room,
you took me into your arms.
Whispering and kissing me, and telling me to still belive.
But then the emptiness of a burning sea against which we seeour darkest of sadness.
Until I felt safe and warm.
I fell asleep in your arms.
When I awoke I cried again for you were gone.
Oh, can you hear me?

It won't rain all the time.
The sky won't fall forever.
And though the night seems long,your tears won't fall forever.
It won't rain all the time
The sky won't fall forever.
And though the night seems long,
your tears won't fall,
your tears won't fall,
your tears won't fallforever.

Do filme O CORVO, aprendi uma coisa...it can't rain all the time...por isso, mesmo que estejamos mal (e estes últimos posts têm ido dedicados a sensações de melancolia), há um dia em que as coisas vão mudar. Não faz mal pensarmos no que está mal, sofrer quando o temos de o fazer, porque se chovesse sempre, o céu iria cair para sempre....e mesmo que a noite pareça longa, as nossas lágrimas não vão cair para sempre....há sempre um amanhã onde o dia vai nascer e, como costumo dizer, mais um dia para o leão apanhar a gazela...