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Under the sun, there is nothing to hide |
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Under the moon, a stranger waits inside |
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People disappear, the music fades away |
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Splashing through the rain |
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I'll dream with them one day |
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It's raining, raining |
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On the streets of New York City |
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It's raining, raining |
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Raining deep in heaven |
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I may have wasted all those years |
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They're not worth their time in tears |
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I may have spent too long in darkness |
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In the warmth of my fear |
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Take a look at yourself |
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Not at anyone else |
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Tell me what you see |
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I know the air is cold |
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I know the streets are cruel |
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But I'll enjoy the ride today |
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It's raining, raining |
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On that streets of New York City |
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It's raining, raining |
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Raining deep in heaven |
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Raining deep in heaven |
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I may have wasted all those years |
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They're not worth their time in tears |
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I may have spent too long in darkness |
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In the warmth of my fears |
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And as I walk through all my myths |
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Rising and sinking like the waves |
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With my thoughts wrapped around me |
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Through a trial of tears |
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Hidden by disguise, stumbling in a world |
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Feeling uninspired, he gets into his car |
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Not within his eyes to see, open up, open up |
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Not much better than you man, you know |
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Still awake |
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I continue to move along |
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Cultivating my own nonsense |
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Welcome to the wasteland |
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Where you'll find ashes, nothing but ashes |
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Still awake |
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Bringing change, bringing movement, bringing life |
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A silent prayer thrown away, disappearing in the air |
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Rising, sinking, raining deep inside me |
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Nowhere to turn, I look for a way back home |
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It's raining, raining |
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Raining deep in heaven |
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It's raining, raining |
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Raining deep in heaven |
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It's raining, it's raining |
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Raining deep in heaven |
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It's raining, raining |
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Raining deep in heaven |
