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