you theorize   over breakfast with Jane Doe   and you realize   you've hit an all time low      maybe the rain must fall   to soften the soil   happiness is a bean   in a paper bag full of dreams   maybe the rain must fall      you say that life   is never what it seems   you claim that the truth   is always the space between      maybe the rain must fall   to soften the soil   happiness is a bean   in a paperbag full of dreams   maybe the rain must fall