When the sins of my father
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Weigh down in my soul
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And the pain of my mother
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Will not let me go
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Well I know there can come fire from the sky
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To refine the purest of kings
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And even though
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I know this fire brings me pain
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Even so
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And just the same
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Make it rain
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Make it rain down low
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Make it rain
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Oh make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain down low
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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The seed needs the water
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Before it grows out of the ground
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But it just keeps on getting hard
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And the hunger more profound
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Well I know there can come tears from the eye
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But they may as well be in vain
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Even though
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I know these tears come with pain
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Even so
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And just the same
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Make it rain
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Make it rain down low
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Make it rain
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Oh make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain down low
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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And the seas are full of water
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That stops by the shore
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Just like the riches of grandeur, oh no no
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Never reach the port
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So let the clouds fill with thunderous applause
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And let lightning be the veins
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That fill the sky
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With all that they can drop
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When it's time to make a change
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Make it rain
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Make it rain down low
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain down low
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Make it rain
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Oh make it rain
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Make it rain?
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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Oh make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain down low
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Make it rain
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Oh make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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Make it rain
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Oh make it rain
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Make It Rain
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| Ed Sheeran |
