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A MY SCURRI A
compositeur
Rains Alive
for voice and piano
Amy Scurria
Text by Jonathan Pearl
I love to walk in torrent rain and watch the people run.
I love to talk in torrent rain to myself or anyone.
I love the colors streetlights shine against the blackish sky
Where sovereign clouds direct our eye to view the heavens fly.
I love to taste the rainy air and puff a misty sigh.
I love receiving zany stares from sober passersby.
To me is rain a mirac sight, mysterious and proud.
The drops that bend unbending light
The clouds the sun enshroud
A miracle presented once allowed my thoughts to thrive
I saw Death Valley rainy once
I've seen the rains alive!
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