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Post by sol-survivor on May 7, 2022 1:55:17 GMT -5
Only love can make it rain The way the beach is kissed by the sea Only love can make it rain Like the sweat of lovers layin' in the fields
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 7, 2022 8:43:22 GMT -5
Who was born in a house full of pain Who was trained not to spit in the fan Who was told what to do by the man
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Post by sol-survivor on May 7, 2022 9:31:14 GMT -5
Love, reign o'er me Love, reign o'er me Rain on me, rain on me
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 7, 2022 12:22:56 GMT -5
Who was broken by trained personnel Who was fitted with collar and chain Who was given a pat on the back
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Post by sol-survivor on May 7, 2022 16:10:51 GMT -5
Only love can bring the rain That makes you yearn to the sky Only love can bring the rain That falls like tears from on high
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 7, 2022 19:24:01 GMT -5
Who was breaking away from the pack Who was only a stranger at home
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Post by sol-survivor on May 7, 2022 22:08:22 GMT -5
Love, reign o'er me Rain on me, rain on me Love, reign o'er me Rain on me, rain on me
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 7, 2022 23:16:17 GMT -5
Who was ground down in the end Who was found dead on the phone Who was dragged down by the stone.
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Post by sol-survivor on May 8, 2022 11:41:15 GMT -5
On the dry and dusty road The nights we spend apart alone I need to get back home to cool, cool rain
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 8, 2022 12:27:00 GMT -5
Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
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Post by sol-survivor on May 8, 2022 17:10:24 GMT -5
I can't sleep, and I lay, and I think The night is hot and black as ink Oh God, I need a drink of cool, cool rain
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 8, 2022 17:57:10 GMT -5
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air You better watch out There may be dogs about
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Post by sol-survivor on May 8, 2022 23:00:14 GMT -5
Love, reign o'er me Reign o'er me, o'er me, o'er me Love, reign o'er me, o'er me Love
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Post by mylungswereaching on May 9, 2022 11:12:55 GMT -5
I've looked over Jordan and I have seen Things are not what they seem
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Post by sol-survivor on May 9, 2022 13:10:38 GMT -5
In the year of '39 assembled here the volunteers In the days when the lands were few Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn The sweetest sight ever seen
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