and as i stood there and listened to the rain fall upon the tin roof,
i heard the echo of a thousand sad voices,
and there in the empty aisle i let my tears fall silently along with theirs,
my sadness muffled by the rain.

and suddenly my sorrows seemed so insignificant compared to theirs,
and yet, the tears kept on coming,
and i let them.

while the sound of the rain upon the tin roof,
in the empty aisle, hid my sadness from the world...