This rainy, rainy world Its pleasures are unfurled across my face A gauze of tears I would have cause to shed But in pride before your eyes I keep my own still dry In spite of history There's enduring mystery Of how humans fight the facts The memory of their acts So many new false dawns Bright days turned to storms So much hope and trust we looked to future dreams Seen in two such different ways Each hoping that the days would Bring a lasting plan Some gold beneath the sham And frailties would come along As something strong And you would really love me Instead of what you do Some characters are stone And those should live alone Immutable it seems I am Though all my dreams pull me towards this way Ancestors have their say And drag me back again The struggle to be free Unending it seems Most happiness I've seen Is on my own But I'm drawn to lighted windows Helpless to discern How I might become renewed And leave the fatal few Cause sometimes I have done it Those glowing days I won If not for very long, they were there. And those I think are wise Say look behind your eyes The flower that you seek Is all in how you speak The quiet in your heart Will mirror the same part And someone else, in time In time You'll find