There's a storm outside, and the gap between crack and thunder
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Crack and thunder, is closing in, is closing in
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The rain floods gutters, and makes a great sound on the concrete
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On a flat roof, there's a boy leaning against the wall of rain
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Aerial held high, calling "come on thunder, come on thunder"
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Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul
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Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul
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It's a monsoon, and the rain lifts lids off cars
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Spinning buses like toys, stripping them to chrome
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Across the bay, the waves are turning into something else
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Picking up fishing boats and spewing them on the shore
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The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign
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And he crumples, drops into the gutter, cut strings, legs twitching
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The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on
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Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul
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Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul
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There's four new colors in the rainbow
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An old man's taking polaroids
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But all he captures is endless rain, endless rain, endless rain.
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He says listen, takes my head and puts my ear to his
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And I swear I can hear the sea
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Somtimes, when I look in your eyes I can see your soul
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(I can reach your soul)
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(I can touch your soul)
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Sometimes
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Sometimes (Lester Piggot)
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