The fall of rain was sudden and frigid
On an afternoon stroll among friends
Wide-grins and all

And we could not be bothered
We swung, we sang
As the broad gray skies overflowed
In their brief spell of sorrow

We carelessly sped
Through the rust-coated steel of our past
And were spared, from the grief of our day

Never wanting to shudder or gripe
Never knowing the burdens
That time would soon yield
In abundance