| Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
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| Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
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| Ba-ba-ba-ba
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| Have you ever had a day that you wanted to erase?
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| Tear the page out the history books and try again
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| But you knew that you couldn’t so you put on
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| A brave face and waited till you could make your escape
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| And when you finally got away
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| From the people and the gossip and the judgement in their gaze
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| You let your guard down and somethin' just gave
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| All of a sudden tears fallin' till they’re runnin' down your face
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| Whatever it was, you fought with your friend
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| Or your boss or maybe you got a heart that won’t mend
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| Or you strugglin' with the rent, or missin' someone you lost
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| Or maybe you just tired of pretendin'
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| You feel the weight like a pain in your chest
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| Till you strain and you ache and you break and you sob
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| And it’s grey till it stops till it fades
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| Till it’s gone like the tears sorta washed it all away
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| Sometimes I like to think it’s the same with drops of rain
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| That each one’s just a tear fallin' off of God’s face
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| Sittin' all alone in the clouds lookin' down on us all
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| Watchin' every mistake that was ever made
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| Every bit of pain
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| Every murder, every rape, every person who’s havin' a shitty day
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| Takin' it all in till he breaks down and cries
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| Till his eyes dry up and he gets on with it again
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| And I had this very faith tested on an ordinary day
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| I was walkin' down a busy street around my way
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| I saw a face in the crowd that made my heart skip a beat
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| A man who looked exactly like an older version of me
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| So l moved through the hustle and the bustle of the day to day
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| Until me and this man stood face to face
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| We locked eyes and for a moment time moved in slow motion
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| As the crowd around continued on their paper chase
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| I stood frozen in disbelief and opened my mouth to speak
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| But to my surprise the words wouldn’t come
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| And then he looks into a clear blue sky up above
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| And says «it's gonna rain» — and then it does
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| And as the rain came down like missiles from the sky
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| Set on a collision course from the heavens to the ground
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| He’s just standin' in the middle of it all
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| Unconcerned by the panic and the people runnin' round
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| So I stepped to this man with my hand outstretched
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| Just to offer him some help to get the storm up off his head
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| He took my hand down and we stood gettin' drenched
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| He looked me in the eyes and with a smile, this is what he said:
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| Hush child, from the joy to the pain
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| It’ll all wash away in the rain
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| Hush child, from the joy to the pain
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| It’ll all wash away in the rain
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| So play this song on the days when the rain keeps on
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| And you wait and you pray it’ll stop
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| And if you stuck in a storm then spare a second for the thought
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| That we all at the mercy of the gods
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| So instead of lookin' for somewhere to place the blame
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| Accept it as a part of that big lazy eight
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| Go outside and stand under the clouds
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| And embrace it as the rain keeps plummetin' down, and say:
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| Hush child, from the joy to the pain
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| It’ll all wash away in the rain
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| Hush child, from the joy to the pain
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| It’ll all wash away in the rain
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| Hush child, from the joy to the pain
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| It’ll all wash away in the rain
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| Hush child, from the joy to the pain
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| It’ll all wash away in the rain
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| From the million dollar brands to the tags on the train
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| It’ll all wash away in the rain
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| From the birth to the dirt, man, the cradle to the grave
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| It’ll all wash away in the rain
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| What’s been and gone will come again
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| It’ll all wash away in the rain
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| So hush child, from the joy to the pain
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| It’ll all wash away in the rain
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| Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
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| Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
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| Ba-ba-ba-ba
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| Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
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| Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
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| Ba-ba-ba-ba |