I SING ALONE MY THOUGHTS ALONG

No Rain

Posted on: June 12, 2004

by Blind Melon 

***

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane
I just want some one to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made

And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
escape……escape……escape……

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
ya don't like my point of view
ya think I'm insane
Its not sane……it's not sane.

***

Currently in my Papa's hometown in Iloilo. Approximately an hour or so from the city… a few minutes from the town proper. Now I know why Mama wasn't so fond of this place. First, there is nothing interesting to do. Second, I can't really understand much of their dialect. And lastly, I just don't get along. Duh!I was so bored… I just cried… (wish you were here)

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