Spring and a Storm

One time, I tried to sing

About spring and a storm, but you know how it goes

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, bla-bla, blah

All along

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Won't you please stop complaining?

I'm playin' a song

All the rain comes down the same

Falling to from where it came

On the ground then back around up into the sky

I wish you could've heard the music

When the clouds growled over head

I finally felt enthusiastic

I finally felt alive

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, bla-bla, blah

So you said

Would it please you to listen to thunder instead?

When the rain came down that day

And it drained my soul away

And I wondered why I even bothered to try

She said, "Tell me about the sky"

The sky is deep, and dark, and eternally high

Many people think that's where you go when you die (do you?)

Well, I think you return to obscure

Or wherever you were, before you were

But I won't let you lose yourself in the rain

We have so much left to sing

There's a storm for every spring

All you see, and you and me, we came from the stars

So observe these blues and greens

And embrace this harmony

All you see, and you and me, we came from the stars

From the stars

From the stars

One time, I tried to sing

About spring and a storm

But you know how it goes