Charleston has something for everyone, rain or shine. Its architecture is unparalleled. Carriage rides are great for seeing the city and hearing the ….

Sit and be still until in the time of no rain you hear beneath the dry wind's commotion in the trees the sound of flowing water among the rocks, a st….

Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain..

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pool singing at night, An….

Broken locks and bruised knees and borrowed lipgloss and rain on the streets.

My soul is a dark ploughed field In the cold rain; My soul is a broken field Ploughed by pain..

They'll be days like this" my momma said. When you open your hands to catch, and wind up with only blisters and bruises. When you try to step out….

And I know you're frightened By my laughter But you're not afraid To hold my pain You see I'm never sure Just what you're after, Babe But it seems yo….

I love the rain. I want the feeling of it on my face..

Rain Man certainly didn't test really well. If you look at it carefully, you have a disease autism they didn't understand back then, they didn't know….

But there is something about Time. The sun rises and sets. The stars swing slowly across the sky and fade. Clouds fill with rain and snow, empty them….

Love is like the rain. It comes in a drizzle sometimes. Then it starts pouring and if you're not careful it will drown you..

I've always wanted to be bald. I mean it, completely bald. Wouldn't it be great to be bald in the rain?.

The skyline is etched in my veins. You can never put that out, no matter how hard it rains..

Kiss me with rain on your eyelashes, come on, let us sway together, under the trees, and to hell with thunder..

A little rain will fill The lily's cup which hardly moistens the field..

Under that light rain, beaming in the night game, can't stop now, keep moving, no brake pads. Came here to prove a point, live my life on the field, ….

She was the breeze on a summer's day, the first drops of rain when the earth was parched, light from the evening star..

The rain began again. It fell heavily, easily, with no meaning or intention but the fulfilment of its own nature, which was to fall and fall..

What happiness it is to listen to rain at night; joyful relief, ease; a lapping-round and hushing and brooding tenderness, all are mingled together i….

February brings the rain, Thaws the frozen lake again..