the rain has a rhythm
falling as dreams fall
from midnight skies
into the drawing dawn
night to day
day to night
the song never ends,
nor do my dreams.
the rain has a rhythm
falling as dreams fall
from midnight skies
into the drawing dawn
night to day
day to night
the song never ends,
nor do my dreams.
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