The clouds have crawln over are skies
Taken are vision from are eyes
Hidden the light from the paths we travel
And given us are rainy days
over & over
until the Damns holding are tears of sadness overflow and brake
Taking with it are ambitions and dreams
But We have rebuilt those dams
But in a way where we let nothing out

The warm springs of summer are cold now
with the light fading away every now and again
we head there only to find the warm beam of light faded
the waters cold yet again
we rarely wander there for the sun may go when we arrive

But we begin to realize that the dams that now let nothing flow
the spring waters that we no longer venture towards
and the cloudy skies are but a passing in time
Far off into the horizon a break of day appears
brining with it the warmth of the sun
we begin to tare down those damns
for the must flow naturally now
we begin to head to the springs
for the sun stays longer
we begin to see
now that the clouds begin to part
we see each other
holding hands, wet in rain, standing together
smiling, delighted to see that we where not alone