These are the seasons of emotion and like the wind they rise and fall This is the wonder of devotion - I see the torch we all must hold. This is the mystery of the quotient, quotient - Upon us all, upon us all a little rain must fall. It's just a little rain, oh yeah
Sunday, December 23, 2007
(this is one of those "what you wake up with" pieces)
It's the fear he lives with, the horror he expects to find.