| I heard the old man say we need the rain.
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| And I can feel it in my bones; |
| they’re aching.
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| I’ll watch the sky and wait and wish these waters ease my pain,
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| Because my will is breaking.
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| If you get next to me and help me find simplicity,
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| Then you could be the one to take me. |
| To break me.
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| And fly my soul.
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| Could you be the one to release me? |
| Oh, release me.
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| Waiting for your love, oh to free me.
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| So release me.
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| Gray clouds that infiltrate as every move you make,
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| Gets me closer to clarity.
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| While droplet drummers lead, a complex beat increases speed,
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| Somehow accompanies our intensities.
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| And at first this cloud burst is pulling us under lightning and thunder.
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| Rain falls and you take me under.
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| And fly my soul.
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| Could you be the one to release me? |
| Oh, release me.
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| Waiting for your love, oh to free me.
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| So release me.
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| So take off your shoes and stay a while.
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| This might be the right time to know.
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| If it makes you feel good, then it makes me feel alright.
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| We should take down the curtains now and make blankets here on the floor.
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| A torrential downpour, the potential for more.
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| But cease to fight this tension that ignites us here in the dark.
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| Cause tension causes friction and this friction leads to sparks.
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| The rain has filled this cup and before it overflows,
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| I want to take you in now here again.
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| Could you be the one to release me? |
| Oh, release me.
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| Waiting for your love, oh to free me.
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| So release me.
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| Could you be the one to release me? |
| Oh, release me.
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| We have just begun.
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| You release me, oh release me. |