Wednesday, December 16, 2009

It’s not that bad

Buckets of big black clouds in the sky
It’s not that bad so don’t you cry
Grab your stuff and come with me
Let’s leave this café
I need the company of a smile
Lets get away for a while or
Could I
Sit and stare at you for a while
Oh no
You’ve left your bag in the rain
Wet cigarettes
Like tears get washed down the drain
Isn’t it a pity
So grab your stuff and come with me
Let’s leave this place
We can sail away
Just you and me
For just one day
To a land so far away
Just you and me
It’s not the way it was way back then


Buckets of big black clouds in the sky
It’s not that bad so don’t you cry
We can sail away
Just you and me
For just one day
To a land so far away
You won’t need no money
There’s nothing there to buy
It’s not that bad so don’t you cry
Grab your stuff and come with me
To the land where wildweed grows
We can smoke it
Until it shows
That it’s not that bad so please don’t cry
Even though there’s
Buckets of big black clouds in the sky
It’s not that bad so don’t you cry
Grab your stuff and come with me
To the land where the wildweed grows
Smoke it
Then it shows
That it’s not that bad so please don’t cry
Hold on to my hand
It’s okay to feel this way
I was going this way too today
It’s not that bad so don’t you cry
It’s not that bad so don’t you cry
It’s not that bad so don’t you cry.

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