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I will march on a rainy day
I have to say it’s cold
But where are you?
You are nowhere around
What is lost once was found then sold

Just go on
And rain upon

My hair is wet and the sky is grey
And the clouds are laying low
But I will face the world in the mist
Raising up my fist to show

That I do care
That you’re not there

The spring is not here yet
Another year
And I am still wet

Once you said this was all my fault
That I could just halt the train
And maybe you kind of already knew
That was what you would do in the rain

I hope you’re well
If you can tell

The spring is not here yet
Another year
And I am still wet
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