Rain is the earths tears br Pouring down the sky br She mourns for all she is br What she was, what she will become br She wails out in grief br Thunder clashing, lightning flashing br Dampening the very air br Her tears beat down upon us br And we hide for shelter in our homes br Her tears bind together br Clutching each other in an inseparable embrace br Her tears flood our streets br Destroying and killing and drowning br And the earth cries on br She no longer cries in grief br But in powerful fury br Giving birth to an angry tempest br Strong winds lash out br Uprooting trees and toppling buildings br It seems the earth will never stop her crying br But suddenly she does br She dries her eyes and wipes her nose br And sees what she has done br She smiles suddenly br The sun breaking through the clouds br She knows how much has been destroyed br Because her angry tears br But Earth feels no remorse br Her tears she shed br Will bring new life to her br Her tears will quench the thirsty seed br And heal the weakened tree br They will refill the ocean, lakes and rivers br Which all the living need br No, she feels no remorse for what she’s done br For she knows br That happiness would never be br If sadness hadn’t paved the waybr br Layla Stonebr br