ferrydust

Little child, be not afraid.
The rain pounds harsh against the glass like an unwanted stranger;
there is no danger;
I am here tonight.

Little child, be not afraid.
The thunder explodes and lightning flash illuminates a tear-stained face;
I am here tonight.

And someday you’ll know that nature is so;
the same rain that draws you near me,
falls on rivers and land, on forests and sand;
makes the beautiful world that you’ll see in the morning.

Little child, be not afraid,
though storm clouds mask your beloved moon,
and its candlelight beams still keep pleasant dreams;
I am here tonight.

Little child, be not afraid,
though wind makes creatures of our trees,
and their branches to hands; they’re not real, understand,
and I am here tonight.

And someday you’ll know that nature is so;
the same rain that draws you near me,
falls on rivers and land, on forests and sand;
makes the beautiful world that you’ll see in the morning.

For you know, once even I was a little child,
and I was afraid, but a gentle someone always came
to dry all my tears, trade sweet sleep for fears,
and to give a kiss goodnight.

Well now I am grown,
and these years have shown that rain’s a part of how life goes.
But it’s dark and it’s late,
so I’ll hold you and wait,
‘til your frightened eyes do close.

And I hope that you’ll know that nature is so;
the same rain that draws you near me,
falls on rivers and land, on forests and sand;
makes the beautiful world that you’ll see in the morning…
everything’s fine in the morning..
the rain’ll be gone in the morning..
but I’ll still be here in the morning.