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You know it’s going to rain and yet
If you’re walking without an umbrella
It shows you don’t mind, getting wet.

You know it’s going to rain and yet
You’ve left your umbrella by your door
It shows us that you, just forget.

You know it’s going to rain and yet
There isn’t an umbrella to your name.
You’ll be the fish that’s not in the net.

You know it’s going to rain and yet,
If you’ll stay home, to watch it pour,
It could only be a drizzle, barely felt!

You know it’s going to rain and yet
You’ve given away your umbrella,
Cause someone needs it more than you
It shows you’re like the wet wet earth,
Soaking up all the blessings it can get.

It’s the hour when no one speaks

what they really think.

It’s the hour of a dead harmony

when no one makes any mistakes.

It’s the hour of not knowing

that the wound is festering.

It’s the hour of acceptance

that it’s okay to stay unwell.

It’s the hour of affirming

that nothing much will ever change.

It’s the hour of not knowing

that one has become a fossil.

It’s the hour when there’s no life left

And it’s death wandering about.

It’s the hour when quarrels cease

because no one ever seeks an explanation.