• We rise to look through rain windows
    A simple feeling of inner pain, yet I know my pain
    And I know my joy, eternal
    With every morning breath The song of life is born
    with every sleeping breath the joy of death is sown

    To walk a concrete street and see
    The concrete sun still rise for me
    for you, and everyone
    Who wakes up and takes the steps of life

    It is a beautiful thing to know
    Whispers in our ears of beautiful loves
    to dance in the rain, a single tear
    Of when our heart feels lost
    and to keep dancing when the sun comes out

    It's a simple thing
    Be in it and smell the morning rain
    Breath the evening sun
    a simple breath