Up and coming
Spent a month with the water running
Thought it was the rain not the sky humming
Thought about the flight path of 27 doves
Little white gloves
I've seen magic done, and it's hard to trust
Feeling heavy rain
As the woman that is stuck to the weather vane
LOVE Found grace in the hurricane
Earth shakes, how the day breaks
Feeling water weight
When all the things that oughtta ain't
Talking to the daughter not the mother saint
Who can wash away your worries with a pot of paint
Talk to wise men they call it love LOVE X2
Temperature, close your eyes and then fade into dust
Feeling heavy rain LOVE
Found grace in the hurricane
Earth shakes how the day breaks LOVE
Temperature, open wide some they call it love
Feeling water weight LOVE
When all the things that oughtta ain't LOVE
Up and coming
House shakes cause your brother's drumming
A light rain on the lucky woman
I like saying that I'm up to something
Pencil marks on your weathered heart
Here from the start so I'm claiming the part
Draining the art cause the artist's alike to the whole
Which to hold on must keep letting go of the SOLO
Swimming pools, re-writing the rules
The chlorine's devising the colour, the colour is new, the colour is chemical blue
The seasons are changing, the metaphor's straining to too
Do you write in the darkened room?
Does the rain always add to the mood?
Pitter patter, spun web is the brain matter
If the pen breaks it's a natural disaster
I write faith cause the night couldn't catch her FRANK
L'Il take time on the words
Stature as formed by the flight of the birds
I'm not always ready, I like to write when the rain gets heavy
Feeling heavy rain, love LOVE
I write cause she's stuck to the weather vane YAH
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