William Elliott Whitmore
Let The Rain Come In
Open up the door and let the sound come inI can hear the owls and the dogs againAnd they singAnd they shoutWhen the moon is outOpen up the window and let the storm come inI need to feel the water on my skinAnd the crops need help to growAnd this rain's gonna make it soI can see the setting sunAnd I know my days are doneBut let it be saidThat I've got no regretsAnd I've made good on what I oweAnd let it be knownThat this place was not my homeThat this place was not my home
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