When i dream i think of all the pain,
And then dream dreams of the coming rain,
Rains that would wash my hurts down the drain,
And leave happy, laughing, and very sane.
I know that in my suffering,
I have to go on keep believing,
that life is full of glory
And not dull and dreary.
That the universe is full of opportunity
And the injustice and suffering are temporary,
And my greatest hurt will be my inspiration
My failure will put me into positive motion
My suffering will be my shining beacon
That the world is full of light and reason.
For failure is the mother of success
the more you are down the more you will do your best
And so keep on the hope and the vision
A new world full of love and compassion.
