I look out my window br and see a lot of rain. br and then i feel bad br for those who live in pain. br for every dropp that br falls from the sky, br i no that someone br is just about to die. br br for every single flake br of crisp white snow, br suffering and sorrow br is all they'll ever no. br br when the sun is shining br and everything is bright br every other day is just br another big fight. br br And with every leaf br that falls from the tree, br another troubled soul br was just released free. br br spring br winter br summer br fall br are not just seasons, br they are symbolic br and every symbol, has its reasons...