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cry down the rain

sleep must be something thatís
awarded only to the dead

you contemplate things like that
when itís late & youíre alone again
on another endless night

staring out the window at the
sorrowful rain that makes it seem
like everything out there is crying

thatís when they get up & dance again
those memories buzzing in your head
like piano melodies haunting the cracked
leatherette stools of a long-lamented
boarded up roadhouse

heartbreak thatís gone mellow over
the solitary years but still lingers
these faded blues

so you gather up the dismal
pieces of your soul
that still remain

and you pray your silent prayers
to the broken hearted angels
that cry down the rain

Written by JohnFeddeler
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