After the Storm
And after the storm,I run and run as the rains comeAnd I look up, I look up,on my knees and out of luck,I look up.
Night has always pushed up dayYou must know life to see decayBut I won't rot, I won't rotNot this mind and not this heart,I won't rot.
And I took you by the handAnd we stood tall,And remembered our own land,What we lived for.
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.Get over your hill and see what you find there,With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
And now I cling to what I knewI saw exactly what was trueBut oh no more.That's why I hold,That's why I hold with all I have.That's why I hold.
I will die alone and be left there.Well I guess I'll just go home,Oh God knows where.Because death is just so full and man so small.Well I'm scared of what's behind and what's before.
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.Get over your hill and see what you find there,With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.Get over your hill and see what you find there,With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.