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When it rains, the skies are so beautiful
So gray, so grave
And after the rain has stopped
The sunshine flashes through
And you can see the blue
The bright, bright blue...

When you cry, your eyes are so beautiful
So deep, so bright
And after you've stopped crying
The smile returns to you
And the fire burns me too...
The fire of love...
My love for you

1998

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You live your life
so quiet, undisturbed,
then suddenly -
before you know it -
you're changed.
And what has changed you?
You would kill
to get the answer,
but,
however many there are to kill,
it will not move you
an inch
further to the solution.

1998