I'm in the Mood for a Melody


Sometimes I wonder how the simple rain can weep
Or why the winds a lonely child that cries itself to sleep
Ive envied all the sunlight, the amber of its smile
And wished it could be borrowed for a while

If I could be the rain, I'd wash down to the sea;
If I could be the wind, there'd be no more of me;
If I could be the sunlight, and all the days were mine
I would find some special place to shine

But all the rain I'll ever be is locked up in my eyes
When I hear the wind it only whispers sad goodbyes
If I could hide the way I feel I'd never sing again;
Sometimes I wish that I could be the rain

If I could be the rain, I'd wash down to the sea;
If I could be the wind, there'd be no more of me;
If I could hide the way I feel I'd never sing again;
Sometimes I wish that I could be the rain
Oh, where are the snows of yesteryear!
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Oh, where are the snows of yesteryear!
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Speaking of End Times prophecies and Southern Rock, here's one heck of a combo:  Waiting for the Thunder by Blackberry Smoke.

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Oh, where are the snows of yesteryear!
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"The Heart of Jesus is closer to you when you suffer, than when you are full of joy." - St. Margaret Mary Alacoque

"modern Catholics have tended to put too much faith in the pope and too little in the Church." - Bishop Williamson.

"And fear ye not them that kill the body, and are not able to kill the soul; but rather fear him that can destroy both soul and body in hell." - Mt. 10:28
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