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Stuck In The August RainBrings jasmine tea on a painted trayand bends to kiss my frown away. But I'm still still stuck in the August rain; stuck out in the cloudburst once again. The cover's on, the coast is clear. We're all battened down, only us here. But I'm still still stuck in the August rain; stuck out in the cloudburst once again. She walks between the lines and she can read my signs. Stuck out in the August rain: Out in the cloudburst once again. Single-minded in my gloom. I appear to revel in this darkened room. But I'm still still stuck in the August rain; stuck out in the cloudburst once again. She walks between the lines and she can read my signs. Stuck out in the August rain: Out in the cloudburst once again. |