See the raindrops fall,
the teardrops of the lord.
He is crying for all the souls,
whose lives have been stolen,
near and far away.
For all the lives
who will never see
the waking of another day.
The rain is also cleansing,
the blackness over everything,
so tomorrow,
the sun might shine again.

David Harris

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