April rain blocks the sunshine on a cloudy afternoon /
And the dew before the sunrise glistens brightly on the avenue /
Cheering sounds above the thunder as the lightning streaks the sky /
And the sound of hammers crashing enhance the pain of the Crucified /
OH I WONDER WHEN THE SETTING SUN / WILL RISE AGAIN INTO THE SKY /
OH I PRAY THESE APRIL SHOWERS / THE EVIL RAIN WILL FINALLY DRY /
Friday night the streets are silent / All are mourning for the King * /
And every eye upon the mountain is filled with cold April Rain /
The second day is filled with darkness and the air is very cold /
And a traitor hangs in a garden for thirty pieces of dirty gold /
OH I WONDER IF THIS FALLEN SON / WILL RISE AGAIN INTO THE SKY /
OH I PRAY THESE APRIL SHOWERS / THE EVIL RAIN WILL FINALLY DRY /
The only sound you hear is crying / All are mourning for the King /
And every eye on old Golgotha is filled with cold April Rain
BUT SUNDAY MORNING THERE'S A SPARK OF LIGHT /
ACROSS THE DARKENED AVENUE /
AND ALL THE WOMEN IN THE GARDEN / ARE SINGING OUT THE JOYFUL NEWS /
That there's an empty shroud lying where the buried King had lain /
And once more the sun is shining / drying the cold April Rain
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