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Let it Rain Video (MV)




Performed By: The Dilettante
Language: English
Length: 5:27
Written by: David Hirst




The Dilettante - Let it Rain Lyrics
Official




Simple words soothe a simple mind,
Draw your cloak hide your sorrow,
Running late running out of time,
Early rise tomorrow.
Maybe!
Maybe!
Count the pegs scattered on the ground,
Line them up in a row,
Open mouthed and yet no sound,
Draw your breath then let it go.
Let it rain,
Let it pour,
Wash the blood,
From the sore,
Let it rain,
Let it pour,
Wash the blood,
From the sore.
You're down on love,
You're out luck,
There's faces in the shadows,
None of them matter,
You're high when you're low,
You win when you lose,
You're hurting you're hurting,
Ain't that the way you choose?
When you let it rain,
Let it pour,
Wash the blood,
From the sore,
Let it rain,
Let it pour,
Wash the blood,
From the sore.
Why don't you rise and face the day?
Why don't you find another way?
Why don't you? Why don't you?
Why don't you? Why don't you?
Why don' you look upon yourself,
The way you would look on someone else?
Why don't you? Why don't you?
Why don't you? Why don't you?
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Simple words soothe a simple mind,
Draw your cloak hide your sorrow,
Running late running out of time,
Early rise tomorrow.
Maybe!
Maybe!
Count the pegs scattered on the ground,
Line them up in a row,
Open mouthed and yet no sound,
Draw your breath then let it go.
Let it rain,
Let it pour,
Wash the blood,
From the sore,
Let it rain,
Let it pour,
Wash the blood,
From the sore.
You're down on love,
You're out luck,
There's faces in the shadows,
None of them matter,
You're high when you're low,
You win when you lose,
You're hurting you're hurting,
Ain't that the way you choose?
When you let it rain,
Let it pour,
Wash the blood,
From the sore,
Let it rain,
Let it pour,
Wash the blood,
From the sore.
Why don't you rise and face the day?
Why don't you find another way?
Why don't you? Why don't you?
Why don't you? Why don't you?
Why don' you look upon yourself,
The way you would look on someone else?
Why don't you? Why don't you?
Why don't you? Why don't you?
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Writer: David Hirst
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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