Текст песни Mythology - Raindrops

Текст:

RAINDROPS Trickle down from the clouds Gentle sounds caress the grounds From High, from High… Mournful cries from the skies Leave our eyes left to be dried From High, from High… Gather ‘round in puddles clear Every morning we meet in fear From High, from High… Sun peaks through and dries the floor Nothing left of the cloud no more From High… Leaving me with nothing on High… Nothing left of the cloud no more Nothing left of the cloud no more All that’s left is a somber stare. Nothing left of the cloud no more Nothing left of the cloud no more All that’s left is a somber stare...

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