twas raining just as today
we were telling stories
dancing under the rain
opening secret chamber
inside our deepest hearts
the cold iron
the cold water dripping from heaven above
our sign of separation
and our knowledge of it
twas the same day as today
the rain are pouring hard
the grasses are wet
the streets are flooded
it is the same day as yesterday
yet it is different
since the strings are finally one
under the same rain
on a foreign land
full of adventure
it is a different day than yesterday
we are writing our new chapters
in our long-lost-forgotten book of bond
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