by Toad the Wet Sprocket from the album Pale

something rushes over me
and i find myself standing here
lift my eyes up to the sky
and offer a silent prayer


sometimes all the shouting stops
and the resltessness loses hold
and i cry out to everything
that nothing is alone


if the winter won't turn me
then the summer can't burn me
and the rain will never
fall upon a restless soul

nothing is alone