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'Spare me your judgements and spare me your dreams, cause recently mine have been tearing my seams. I sit alone in this winter clarity which clouds my mind. Alone in the wind and the rain you left me. It's getting dark darling, too dark to see. And I'm on my knees, and your faith in shreds, it seems. Corrupted by the simple sniff of riches blown, I know you have felt much more love than you've shown. And I'm on my knees and the water creeps to my chest. But plant your hope with good seeds, Don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds. Rain down, rain down on me. Look over your hills and be still. The sky above us shoots to kill. Rain down, rain down on me.'
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