| Stuck In The August Rain |
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Bring Jasmine tea on a painted tray
And bends to kiss my frown away.
But I'm still still stuck in the August rain:
Stuck our in the cloudburst once again.
The cover's on, the coast is clear.
We're all battened down only us here.
But I'm still still stuck in the August rain:
Stuck out in the cloudburst once again.
She walks between the lines
And she can read my signs.
Stuck our in the August rain:
Out in the cloudburst once again.
Single-minded in my gloom,
I appear to revel in this darkened room.
But I'm still still stuck in the August rain:
Stuck out in the cloudburst once again.
She walks between the lines
And she can read my sighs.
Stuck our in the August rain:
Out in the cloudburst once again.
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