Monday, June 7, 2010

5
Raindrops, they keep fallin don’t they?
They just fall down, and down the go
And from there they land on the ground.

Water, falling from the sky
Walter, falling from your eye
Sunshine come tomorrow, in that sky.

Puddles, of nothing but that heavy water,
Needed, needed to come down from the sky
Needed to cleanse the land out.

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