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ThePoetWhoDied | (21/12/2014 20:19) | 65 צפיות | | ייצא ל | יצוא ל
When it's cold, wear a coat.
When it's hot, hat is on.
Hide away from the rain.
Do you hear what they're saying?

I want to listen to the sun,
running on skies of blue
tasting grass between my feet.
Weatherman I turn you down,
there are things you can't forsee
how my life will ever be.

A storm may come filled with rain,
I don't mind running naked into the pain.
Because dark clouds are just a cover, carry on.
Clothes off, embracing the sun.

I want to listen to the sun,
running on skies of blue
tasting grass between my feet.
Men in suits I turn you down,
there are things you can't predict,
What's in the sun to seek.

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