The Rain Becomes the Clouds

The rain becomes the clouds
and the clouds become the sky
drifting overhead to brighter days
that bring the people outside
of their homes into the bright sunlight.

And golden blades of light
slice down through us to the cells
pushing life into our bodies
and bring motion towards a difference
in the seas below (...) all the people moving

And then the rain comes in and everyone digs themselves
in behind all those closed windows and locked up houses
filled with people who lead different
who lead colorful existence
not this dark and lonely Winter
when it's cold outside
and we hold ourselves together
with a running mind that tries to push the time
to fly to longer days as if today's not worth living.

Oh they tell me you need freedom
that you need somebody who needs you
but you don't have to play that game again.
And you know what you need
because you've seen it on the screen
and you put it together piece by piece
like a puzzle in your dreams
oh but I don't watch TV
because it makes me feel ugly
just like all the little girls
all over the world singing
"I want to be loved,
I want to be (...)"
Lover you're gonna make me feel again, (beleaguered / believe it)
and as Winter ends and Spring begins
with Summer winds off in the distance
pushing (...)

And the rain becomes the clouds
and the clouds become the sky
and the sky it holds the sun out
like a savior as it touches everyone
Till they've worn out where they've just came from
and find themselves a friend
to get off living for the end of
with a smile they keep on moving.