DrinksHoppyBeer
Long time scribbler of the greatest stories I've yet to write.
Everybody runs
Out of the rain
Out of the rain they must go
But some few-certain people run
Into the rain
Into the rain because they know
They've seen the world
That you don't see
Under the rain
Under the rain they've felt fall. The ones who've spent
Time down in the mud
Over the rain
Over the rain they stand tall.
So those few-certain people run
Into the rain
Into the rain because they know
Without the rain
without the rain
Nothing will ever grow.