(Blackmore/Lord)
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April is a cruel time
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Even though the sun may shine
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And world looks in the shade as it slowly comes away
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Still falls the April rain
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And the valley's filled with pain
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And you can't tell me quite why
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As i look up to the grey sky
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Where it should be blue
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Grey sky where I should see you
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Ask why, why it should be so
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I'll cry, say that I don't know
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Maybe once in a while I'll forget and I'll smile
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But then the feeling comes again of an April without end
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Of an April lonely as they come
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In the dark of my mind I can see all too fine
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But there is nothing to be done when I just can't feel the sun
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And the springtime's the season of the night
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Grey sky where it should be blue
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Grey sky where I should see you
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Ask why, why it should be so
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I'll cry, say that I don't know
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I don't know
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April
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Deep Purple |