Uploaded on Jan 8, 2008
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Rain falls from your eyes. The clouds. The clouds. Stirring within me. It stirs. It stirs.
When I hear it low I think of you, of old and new.
This picture burned into my head. My head is hot. Return, for away you went. Return, you went.
When I hear it low I think of you, of old and new.
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