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Rains and Pours Rain

from Hold Horses by Mike Downey

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All my friends are such a wreck so I took myself to the psychic. What did he say to me? He said, “You’re not quite the victim, even though on TV you play one.” And then he looked at me and said, “They sort of hate it when you sing and that’s why you run from rain. They rain on you and you love a parade.” All my friends are such a mess so I put myself on a bus and I left town. I met a man who ran a shop. I played him my song, showed him what I got. He had some words for me. He said, “I sort of hate it when you sing. Maybe that’s why you run from rain when I rain on you. And you love a parade.” I sort of hate it when I sing. Maybe that’s why I dig the rain. When it rains on me it pours down, down, down. Rain comes. Watch it pour. Don’t need no more. Here it comes again.

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from Hold Horses, released February 5, 2008

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Audio Graves is an archive of Mike Downey's solo and side projects spanning from the mid-'90s through 2018.

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