Written by Dominic Balli, Paul Duncan

What we think is more isn’t always more

We want the sunshine but sometimes need the storm

Rain falls to rivers

Rivers smooth the stones

Smooth the stones and help the tall trees grow

So remember your doubts and show proudly your scars

Let the sound of your cries write a song in your heart

Brother may we never lose the light what we found in the dark

Riches for your soul not an even trade

On the road to comfort you can lose way

No one seeks the gutter but those who find it know

Gutters grow the sweetest rose

Fire burns and in the end is heartbreak

Crushing us to build again

Something better than we were before