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Refrain

Trail through the wilderness

Dryest season known to us

Think about you all the time

Think about you all the time

Trail through the sinfulness

Dryest season known to us

Dreamed I saw it all come down

Dreamed I saw my pleasure raining down

Refrain

Salty lips to taste skin to touch

Nothing matters very much

In your arms its a raining pleasure

I believe its raining pleasureer

Too little cash too much time to kill

Buried alive in a shack on the side of a hill

Hasn't rained for fifteen years

Hasn't rained for fifteen years

Been three weeks I can't get through

Phone is dead. Baby is that you?

Been three weeks I can't get through

Phone is dead. Baby is that you?

Baby is that you?

Refrain

Salty lips to taste skin to touch

Nothing matters very much

In your arms its a raining pleasure

I believe its raining pleasure