I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls

My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
Kiss you when you start the day

And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I waste my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There before the grace of you go I

-Paul Simon

Claire, Jaimie, Kailley, Nicole, Laramie, Luke, the whole Dubois family, Fatt Meeser, Rachel, Peter, Howie, Jason, Bethany.

I larve you.