| I set up my easel in the sun
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| Took a breath celebrating what’s begun
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| Traced the day with a hopeful brush
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| Smiled and watched the sky blush
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| Faces appeared in the morning light
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| Blending together brighter than bright
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| Voices familiar and foreign tongues
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| Singing to me their own songs
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| I heard the message in the air
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| Imagine the picture they wanted to share
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| In spite of all the blurs and tears
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| Love is the colour we should wear
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| Then the clouds roll in
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| Oh, then the clouds roll in
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| And then the storm begins
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| Over us and ominous
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| I’ll keep on painting in the rain
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| Over and over and over again
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| Making a masterpiece of stains
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| Painting my heart out
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| Out in the rain
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| I’ll keep on painting in the rain
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| Letting it wash away my name
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| Go with the flow embrace the change
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| Painting my heart out
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| Out in the rain |