Every drop of golden rain That drives away the singing pain Like the wizards skill full hands A drop could heal this ailing land Like a little mustard seed Sown with all you noble deeds Though alone you have a home A shining throne The winds have shown Here and hereafter The innocents laughter The leave will turn green I have seen, I have seen All your tears, all your tears The ageless years The war,, the hate Come change in fate (It; s getting late) PEace will come to hold this line And heal the wounds of passive time And reapt the fruit in season And shed the rhyme and reason Set the sound of homily To holding hands in unity You can see the clear blue sky Do yo believe love never dies? (Repeat)