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The Rain
by Mr. P Chill

I have a garden of my own
You may think it's overgrown
How many flowers, would you guess?
It's a little wilderness

But now my beloved is gone
To the beds of spices
To feed in the garden
And to be where the light is

It will never rain roses
They are stuck here in the ground
Stroking our noses
Without making a sound

And I have a garden full of flowers
It's a garden full of hopes
And in the midst of all these roses
Dreams can freely grow

But now my beloved is gone
To the beds of spices
To feed in the garden
And to be where the light is

It will never rain roses
They are stuck here in the ground
Stroking our noses
Without making a sound

And all the cities would be red and white
And every mouth would smile so bright

And all the cities would be red and white
And every mouth would smile so bright

And all the cities would be red and white
And every mouth would smile so bright

And all the cities would be red and white
And every mouth would smile so bright

And it will never rain roses
They are stuck here in the ground
Stroking our noses
Without making a sound

And it will never rain roses
They are stuck here in the ground
Stroking our noses
Without making a sound

There's no sound

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