one day a rain will fall
and wash away the memories
the dream will be gently swept away
by an ocean breeze
until then
it´s a struggle, my friend



i know that peace will rule the earth
for a thousand years
and that a loving hand
will brush away all my tears
until then
life´s a struggle, my friend



through tests and trials and hardships
guided by the shepherd's voice
the gold gets purified
and we´re the golden girls and boys
women and men
it´s a struggle, my friend


and when you´ve lost the battle
when tears are streaming down your face
reach out your hand and feel
the sweet and lovely touch of grace


clouds will be rolled away
and trumpet sound will fill the air
true love will have its way
it has already been declared
until then
it´s a struggle, my friend


your darkest hour gets
transformed into your brightest dawn
your heart gets filled with joy
cause it´s no longer made of stone
but until then
it´s a struggle, my friend


LARZ GUSTAFSSON

August 21, 2006