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Sometime today it will rain |
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One of the last of the 1900s |
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Should we go out and try to save it? |
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Or just let it go like the days and decades? |
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This is not stolen time |
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My piece of the sky |
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My story line |
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My mind |
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How it flies |
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I am so very proud to be here with you |
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So glad to be here it's kind of pathetic |
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I lose my voice in this noisy love of ours |
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I just let it go like the days I wasted |
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This is not stolen time |
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My piece of the sky |
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My story line |
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My life |
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How it flies |
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How it flies |
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Baby, I'm not sentimental |
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About a change in the rain |
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You go on about the end of the world |
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With your prophecies, psychics, well I'm sure |
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Rain is just rain, it just falls dumbly down ever |
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I'm letting go of this |
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Some time today it will rain |
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Some time today it will rain |
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This is not stolen time |
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My piece of the sky |
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My story line |
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My life |
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How it flies |
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So this is where the story ends |
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Talking to myself again |
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When I let you off |
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My heart went on |
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Now it's gone |
