way out of town on the side of the road sits a man on a crate who sings an ode to the men and women who pass him by well he s a wise old man with a tale to tell but with the passing of his wife he ain t looking too well with a guitar and some hope it s all he ll ever need so let the rain dampen all your clothes but don t let it dampen your spirit it s an analogy you once told to me and now i m struggling struggling to find the meaning as i walk past the man i can see in his eyes a heavy heart he was trying to disguise he was bleeding from the scars of years gone by he had a little black book that was torn to shreds his whole life was sitting in the palm of his hands these skies turned grey and then i understood he said son you ll see me struggle but you ll never see me fall and pain is just the truth that we all need to be told you can live in fear or run away you gotta let go and move on so let the rain dampen all your clothes but don t let it dampen your spirit it s an analogy you once told to me and now i m struggling struggling to find the meaning so let the rain dampen all your clothes but don t let it dampen your spirit it s an analogy you once told to me and now i m struggling struggling to find the meaning so let the rain dampen all your clothes but don t let it dampen your spirit it s an analogy you once told to me and now i m struggling struggling to find the meaning and now i m struggling struggling to find the meaning
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