Monday, September 25, 2006

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The sky is crying the streets are full of tears
Rain come down wash away my fears
And all this writing on the wall
Oh I can read between the lines

Rain come down forgive this dirty town
Rain come down and give this dirty town
A drink of water a drink of wine...

(Dire Straits, Hand in Hand)

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