Sean-STAVESACRE

We were away and you’d been waiting, but got caught in a storm, The wind was blowing and you ran home, alone, but safe and warm. Been inside with stranger’s voices and the radio, But, won’t you come on out? We’re all here. Come on out – it’s only rain, Don’t you miss how it feels on your skin? It feels clean, so come on out. Gold and silver wings are busy, and they never tire, But we’re out here and you’re in there, You should be with us tonight. You’ve been inside with stranger’s voices and the radio, But won’t you come on out? We’ll be here. Come on out – it’s only rain, Don’t you miss how it feels on your skin? Come on out – it’s only rain, I like how it feels on my skin, It feels clean, so come on out. [[Category:Stacesacre]]

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