The rain became a living maze Changing
all the time Spinning on its way through
the haze With a crystallising chime That
takes the sound To wander through my
mind And leaves me with the time
Looking at the rain Falling down
on the ground Oh I wish I could feel That
the morning of yesterday Could have been
on the sunny side
But it helps to see the rain Cause
it takes my thoughts away And it shows
me where I am
Whatever I would fail to see From
leaving things behind The reason for
it all to be Would never change my mind From
all the passing fictions that I find And
lingers with the time
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