In the evening when it rains
It gives us hope that tomorrow
Will be a brighter day.
In the evening when it rains
We remember that same sorrow
When we lost our way.
In November in the cold outside
We cross the frozen river
And we pray our feet hold fast.
In November in the cold outside
One snowflake makes us shiver
And we feel our breath at last.
At the peak of glory we stand tall
We have our heads held high
But our hearts grow fonder of home.
At the peak of glory we stand tall
In light we bathe the sky
For as birds thoughtlessly we roam.
To us the heavens send a hand
To hold when to ourselves we die
And no longer can reach beyond.
To us the heavens send a hand
To realise our hands untied
For miracles in life to happen.
In the evening when it rains
We remember that same sorrow
When we lost our way.
In the evening when it rains
It gives us hope that tomorrow
Will be a brighter day.
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