Sometimes life is just a succession of rainy days As if the sky was always grey Preventing the beams of the sun from shining Every mistake becomes a break Always scared to fall Dodging the feeling of starting small Ignoring the fact that failure precede achievement Forgetting that after winter must come spring Its only through pain and suffering that we gain strong wings Passion and dedication are the tools to persevere Fill your heart with faith then you won't fear Because how low we might be feeling is as high that it can eventually get So when they say to me that life is just a dried out sea It sure looks good to me.