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When It Rains...
too late to be awake
the midnight hour
only for lovers and the lonely
so I lie coiled in this blanket
pretending to be invisible
because nights are the worst
and if I'm not here
I don't have to be here alone
I close my eyes
letting the fractured rhythm of my heart
sing backup to raindrops on my window
and pray they outnumber my tears
the midnight hour
only for lovers and the lonely
so I lie coiled in this blanket
pretending to be invisible
because nights are the worst
and if I'm not here
I don't have to be here alone
I close my eyes
letting the fractured rhythm of my heart
sing backup to raindrops on my window
and pray they outnumber my tears
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