sweet sunshower

"Dark as roses, fine as sand... Feel your healing and your sting again. Hear your laughing and my soul is saved, on forgotten graves you cry./ Crawl like ivy up my spine, through my nerves and into my eyes. Cuts like anguish or recollection of better days gone by. / But it's alright... when you're caught in pain and you feel the rain come down, it's alright when you find your way then you see it disappear. It's alright though your garden's gray, I know all your graces someday will flower in a sweet sunshower..."