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Coming Rain

When I was young I loved the rain
The way it feels when your running through it
And the way it makes you feel invinsible
Like you want to sing on the rooftops not caring who hears

The rain is a beautiful thing
It doesn’t matter where I am
It takes me in every time
Into the freeness, into the invinsibility

Rain makes the world seem different.
It makes it feel like anything can happen
It makes it feel magical
Like a unicorn will come out from behind that tree
Like you can soar like an eagle through the skies

In order to see the beautiful things the rain has to offer you
have to believe that anything can happen