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Mar 2015
Over my head, little rain cloud
You follow wherever I go
Raining right over my parade
And trying to steal the show

Over my head, little rain storm
Your wind blows like songs in my ear
But they're sounds that I'm not very fond of
And it's making them so hard to hear

Over my head, little rain drop
Dripping like tears down my cheek
Wishing the storm will never stop
And once again, you and I will speak

Over my head, little rainbow
Mocking my pain with your light
A worse feeling, I will never know
So I'm done trying to put up a fight
Arlo Disarray
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