…When you can’t hold back the rain

 

“A gentle rain has fallen in my life and brought me to my knees.
I’m crawling, through baron lands and incurable disease.
A gentle voice is calling, a sound so soft sounds like a summer’s breeze.
I’m falling, take my hand and bring this pain to ease.
A guiding light is dawning, to comfort me across these stormy seas.
Recalling, that you can’t see the forest through the trees.
Oh the pain of leaving you all behind.
But then again, you can’t hold back the rain.
– Lenny

Featured Image:
Storm – Self
Vesna Lavrnja

Composition by:
Kay Lynn Gabaldon