The Rain Today - S.Amelia White

    Rain beats wet
    And snow dries cold
    Please give me the black you hold Oh, I loose my bold

    I guess the rain today
    Was a giveaway
    Cynics fire
    And the saints they pray
    Given rain today
    White glass, red glass
    Broken staining watercolors

    Oh baby please don't go away
    We'll find some jewels
    That we won't have to throwaway

    Swans can cry
    And lovers can scar
    I want your breaths
    Just as they are
    Don't want to look at the stars

    [Repeat Chorus]

    Oh how can you just fade away
    You leave me here
    The Comfort becomes dear
    Oh my dear, my dear

    Pain is planned
    By the Gods in their thrones
    We gnash through words on telephones
    Grow thin plywood bones

    [Repeat Chorus]

    But I only touch
    Your eyes to care
    If gestures lie
    These eyes they cry
    We love, we dare

    © 1985 S.Amelia White


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