"WHEN ONE DOOR CLOSES, ANOTHER OPENS, BUT WE OFTEN LOOK SO LONG AND SO REGRETFULLY UPON THE CLOSED DOOR THAT WE DO NOT SEE THE ONE THAT HAS OPENED FOR US."

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Friday, February 28, 2014

Where The Rain Grows

I never looked higher
Than I could see
Never gave less
Than I have given me
The more you have taken
You turned into fakes
I finally know how
Why for heavens' sake?

Don't tell me you did not see that I cried
Don't act so deaf and blind
Don't think that is someone's made dumb to the core
He would stay like before

So I take my life
Back from where the rain grows
Die to survive
Back from where the rain grows

Now you call me liar
'Cause you are just the
"Always-have-right-fools-majority"
I think that if someone
Starved at your side
You'd all turn your back
Won't give any dime

Don't tell me you did not see that I cried
Don't act so deaf and blind
Don't think that is someone's made sad to the core
He would stay like before

So I take my life
Back from where the rain grows
Die to survive
Back from where the rain grows
I know where the rain grows
I'm back from where the rain grows.

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