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Lords of the rain and storm |
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Please hear my call |
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Come over me and heal |
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My world of dust, let it rain |
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My land once clean |
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Lays spoiled, it's soiled in dust |
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No signs of rain |
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Clouds nowhere to be seen |
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The sun shines too high |
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On my land |
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Clouds of salvation |
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Please break up the sky...the sky |
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I can't wait any longer |
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Must find some salvation |
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Out of nauseating heat |
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My skin aches for a breeze |
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Way too long has the sky |
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Been bright, uncovered |
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Bring the clouds, please come... |
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The clouds of rain and storm |
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Wash off my pain |
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The ground is way too warm |
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On let it rain! |
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The lords of rain and storm |
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Just hear my call |
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Come over me and heal |
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My world of dust, let it rain |
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Once my land was pure and green |
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All colours filled with life |
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Now it's all screams |
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From the roots of dying trees |
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That once were a home |
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For the birds |
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Their song is without |
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Any hope for the earth |