Over the Rainbow, Gary Kittle

In lieu of lost sunshine
There is so often rain
For a life without loss
Is a life without gain
The white light of hope
Is a spectrum of hues
Through the tears of a cloud
With the shade of a bruise
A storm that won’t break
Is a heart that won’t mend
We were born to be weathered To take risks as we bend
Where the stream becomes river On its way to the sea
We must forswear our fears
If we want to be free
So grasp an umbrella
And rehearse this refrain
You can only walk forward
From the place whence you came.