It was a day when the sun cried out it was a moment to burden the doubt whatever lingers will never reveal whatever leftover wishes conceal and it´s clear like the rain:all my fears define who I am and I hear loud and long, everywhere, a mythical song hung in the sky, a lonely star caught in the twitlight it dances apart stuck at the gates where the dead stepped in a subtle hollow spreads out from within and I see all the way what my eyes could never convey and it´s near,closer now everywhere,a mystical sound Oh... let me know don't fly away, I'm here I need to know when will the rain pour down again coming down over us,washing the past with a smile to he top of the hill reach out the sky awake from the dream now I know we´ll fly away,we´re free here we go the falling rain will come again no matter where or when,it will pour down in the end.