Oh why oh why is the sky quite so high
And why, when I'm inside, why is it blue
Why are the clouds so sad, why do they cry
When I walk into town to meet with you
If it rains on me once more, I may sue
If Travis didn't do so previously
I don't want to be a hoodie, thank you
So then, why does it always rain on me
Umbrellas, they are all far too flimsy
You're liable to poke one in the eye
People still hold them up in tunnels, too
Climate change ain’t the point of this whimsy
It never rains but it pours when I'm nigh
So that’s why rain's the symbol of us two
Fri 24 Oct 2008
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