On soft Spring nights I'll stand in the yard under the stars - Something good will come out of all things yet - And it will be golden and eternal just like that - There's no need to say another word.
It was a rainy night. It was the myth of the rainy night.
beautiful insane in the rain
Sweet life continues in the breeze, in the golden fields.
ah, you always go for the ones who don't really want you
Believe in the holy contour of life.