Not wind, not rain, not darkness; nothing can break our spirit. There will always be a light on, even when all light is shut out.
You can blow away our worldly things, but it’s to each other that we cling.
And when the raging storm breaks, we’ll pick up the pieces that remain.
I’ll take your hand. You’ll take mine. We’ll build it even stronger this time.
No matter the devastation. No matter the damage that is done. We know tomorrow brings the sun.
We’ll see better times.
We’ll have better days.
We’ll rise above whatever the storm brings our way.