Eric Ellington - Rain | Текст песни

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Started the car up and sat for a minute,
Just to take this place in from a different angle and distance.
No shit I miss it, but I’m getting old now,
Feeling bloated cause I know that I’ve outgrown this town
Windows down to catch the familiar breeze,
Meditating on how great the old days used to be
Tank’s on E, but the memories never stop,
So either way, safe to say I’m leaving this parking lot
Switch on the system to get my mind right,
Flip on my lights for the 20/20 hindsight
You’re leavin with me, so keep your seatbelt fastened
Cause tonight we’ll be driving flyin’ at light speed backwards
And when we catch what happened, we’ll be back at square one,
But let’s act like we’re laughing cause getting there’s half the fun
Ignore the rain outside, it’s just for show,
Time to take you to my favorite place I know, here we go

You and I know what you wrote in the notes,
But I favor improvisation, let’s make it up as we go
This is a road with many exits, so the effect is
I sometimes press eject quick, not knowing what’s left of it
The casette’s been taped over, I know it’s over,
But I swear I just left the recorder in this Explorer,
And I adore you. Please listen, we can fix this,
Let’s go back and re-track this, our friends will never miss it
This is our secret road, our hidden hideaway,
I know that you’re mine when we’re in this time and place
Wish I could drive by it every day in this weather,
And remember every second of when got back together
Nevertheless, the rain keeps falling, the sky keeps crying,
And I am divided between the darkness and the light
The sun rises in the sky as I drive by,
And just like the night, a small part of me dies

It seems I’ve stalled out, so I’m waitin on the corner
Sortin’ through former events to get my sense back in order
Holdin’ only two quarters, a nickel and no dimes,
Feeling forty-five cents from a full piece of mind
Digging through ashes for an answer, I’ll find it,
Cause true beauty lies in the blue eyes of blind men
If time was an item I could stop and rewind,
Then I’d head back and step out of that trap that I climbed in
Frightened like an ideal horror episode,
My mind is a mine field ready to blow,
So watch your step, the farther you get, the more you know,
The scars that you left have torn a hole
The soul is wrecked, disconnected from the best my tries
To disguise what I despise in the midst of my demise
It’s cold on the horizon as I open my eyes,
And realize the perfect fit isn’t made in my size.

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