And I think there is comfort in a storm that breaks.
Sorrows cloud up and cloud up and you just sit there and hope they at least bring some rain
‘cause so far it’s all just rumbling and a few flashes. And finally, it does rain.
Lightning zaps power lines. The next morning there are tree limbs in the streets.
But you were right after all.
Your sorrow was worth that much.
Come, everyone. Come look at the damage.