| Dry The Rain |
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| It’s getting colder |
| And darker every day |
| And all the bloodred flowers |
| Slowly turn to grey |
| We need some wind |
| To blow the clouds away |
| we need a sun to dry the rain |
| We need to break the chain of yesterday |
| We need a storm to kill the pain |
| I don’t remember |
| Nothing but a minor chord |
| There’s still some ember |
| Of the fire you adored |
| We need some wind |
| To blow the clouds away |
| We need it today |
| We need it today |
| We need a sun |
| To dry the rain |
| To kill the pain |
| To kill the pain |
| And when the thunder opens hell |
| Walking down the border of farewell |
| I’d cut your hand off so I’d never let it go Is this the final |
| The climax of the show |
