Hey, I felt the coldness of my winterI never thought it would ever goI cursed the gloom that set upon us, 'pon us, 'pon us, 'pon usBut I know that I love you soOh, but I knowThat I love you soThese are the seasons of emotionAnd like the wind, they rise and fallThis is the wonder of devotionI see the torchWe all must holdThis is the mystery of the quotient, quotientUpon us all, upon us all a little rain must fallJust a little rain
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