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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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