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Rain, penetrate my soul
Like the tears that made me grow
Spring is gone and every door in front of me is closed
Happiness never stands too close
It’s a train that suddenly goes
Everyone else gets what they want
While I’m again alone and drunk
Today the sky is cold and grey
I see a man
He’s running away
This highway
Wet from the rain
Injects its smell into our car again
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L'articolo Sad Clowns - Hymn Of The Fugitives di Sad Clowns è apparso su Rockit.it il 2020-01-03 15:26:06
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