Saying goodbye now
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Looking at friends
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A lump comes in my throat
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Hearing them all speak of you
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It rains
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We have no umbrealla brought
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With which the wind be fought
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The seething rain weeps for you
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Speaking of better days
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There are so many things I want to say
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Should I re-live my life
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I'd run into you much sooner
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Time has, it would seem
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Quickened it's pace
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Leaving upon your face
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A curly smile meant just for me
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Speaking of better days
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I try to remember everything
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But as the years go by
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The dark moments lift
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Like rain clouds do
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With destruction hands
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And low lit snow becoming
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Winter body aches
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Speaking of better days
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I try to remember everything
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But as the years go by
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The dark moments lift
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Like rain clouds do
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The Seething Rain Weeps For You (Uda Pruda)
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| Mew |
