My name is the tears falling from heaven

Or the tears falling off your face

My name is a promise

A promise that flowers are to come

Because all this bad has a purpose

The rain will wash everything away

And that’s me

I am the rain 

I will wash away all the hurt if you let me

After all the pain has been planted

I am the flowers that grow 

I am the rainbow that paints the sky

A reminder that no matter how grey

Or how damp and unpleasant

Something good will come out of it

And something good will come out of it

If you believe that bad things happen

If you believe that rain falls from the sky

You must also believe in good things

You have to believe the flowers will grow

That the sun will come up

That the sky will be streaked with multicoloured happiness

And that’s where you’ll find me

In the rain 

And all the little things afterward