Brings jasmine tea on a painted tray
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and bends to kiss my frown away.
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But I'm still still stuck in the August rain;
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stuck out in the cloudburst once again.
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The cover's on, the coast is clear.
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We're all battened down, only us here.
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But I'm still still stuck in the August rain;
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stuck out in the cloudburst once again.
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She walks between the lines
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and she can read my signs.
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Stuck out in the August rain:
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Out in the cloudburst once again.
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Single-minded in my gloom.
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I appear to revel in this darkened room.
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But I'm still still stuck in the August rain;
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stuck out in the cloudburst once again.
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She walks between the lines
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and she can read my signs.
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Stuck out in the August rain:
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Out in the cloudburst once again.
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Stuck In The August Rain
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| Jethro Tull |
