Words and music by Roddy Frame
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When the rainy season comes
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I hang my head
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For all the things I've seen
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And done and said
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And then I wonder why
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I hold my head up high
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And feel the rain
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The storm came creeping
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Like a song I ought to know
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And caught me sleeping deep in thoughts
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I thought should grow
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And then I opened up
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Prepared to fill my cup
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And sing it slow
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But in the darkness I could see the demons leap
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They were the devils I had come upon in sleep
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And as I made to sing
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The devils spread their wings
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And sang like angels
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So sweet
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So when the rainy season comes
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I hang my head
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For all the things I have seen and done
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And sung and said
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And when my tears are dry
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I hold my head up high and feel the rain
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Well, baby I never said
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I was gonna be Jesus
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Though you're searching
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For a saviour in your mind
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Never said I'd be dealing down any forgiveness
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So let me save your precious time
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And when your tears are dry
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Forever wave goodbye to chasing rainbows
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When the rainy season comes
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I hang my head
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For all the things I have seen and done
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And sung and said
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And when my tears are dry
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I hold my head up high
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And feel the rain
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Rainy Season
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