October to April - May to September.

The rain will come, the rivers will fill,
we'll get swept away downstream like we planned.
When we were small, it would carry us,
remove the land beneath our feet, yet we still stand.

Stand on our definition of life,
stand on our dreams,
stand on our hopes, thoughts, wants and needs.
But then we fall, fall down hard.

The river dries up, the water is gone,
We'll walk downstream now, need to get there.
Now we are grown, we need to arrive,
the sky above us is dark, our hearts so bare.

Bare are our hearts,
bare is our mind,
bare is the river, the flow of mankind
Then we dance, the rain dance,

And the rain comes, and it pours.
The rivers fill and so do our plans.