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It’s raining again; Oh, it’s raining again! On the vast godforsaken land, Where at the blink of an eye, We see pain, blood and disaster. It’s not blood today But it’s raining again. It’d happened long ago. The echo had succumbed to the walls. Or Only I had thought so! His shadow had a victory and the man had to pay. Cowards had the rein while the braves had no say. Hurray! It’s raining again. Filling my glass with drops of joy, now I sing, play gigs and feel my voice. I’m getting back to life with the rush of blood Led by the grand rejoice. Yes, it’s raining again.
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Oct 23, 2013
Oct 23, 2013 at 7:20 AM UTC
Rain
It’s raining again; Oh, it’s raining again! On the vast godforsaken land, Where at the blink of an eye, We see pain, blood and disaster. It’s not blood today But it’s raining again. It’d happened long ago. The echo had succumbed to the walls. Or Only I had thought so! His shadow had a victory and the man had to pay. Cowards had the rein while the braves had no say. Hurray! It’s raining again. Filling my glass with drops of joy, now I sing, play gigs and feel my voice. I’m getting back to life with the rush of blood Led by the grand rejoice. Yes, it’s raining again.
bibhu
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Indian
Oct 23, 2013
Oct 23, 2013 at 7:20 AM UTC
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