East 3rd Street

I was so sincere.<br>I see more clearly now.<br>I, trust new friends just like,<br>I can throw them.<br>Fading traces of a, future leader.<br>A summer squatting,<br>I know I won’t see them round next year.<br>And this is all over my head.<br>And this is all over my head.<br><br>Rain, it’s rain again, rain,<br>down on my parade.<br>I’m wrong, you’re right.<br>It’s not what you would do.<br>Rain.<br>Walk one mile in these shoes.<br><br>In these careless days,<br>you know who your friends are.<br>A saving grace.<br>A time to remember,<br>what you’ve taken,<br>and who you took from.<br>There’s no, mistaking,<br>what you give is what you get.<br><br>And this is all over my head.<br>And this is all over my head.<br><br>Rain, it’s rain again, rain,<br>down on my parade.<br>I’m wrong, you’re right.<br>It’s not what you would do.<br>Rain.<br>Walk one mile in these shoes.<br><br>Change of Red Guard, every summer.<br>They are handing, the park over.<br>An ideal, idealistic.<br>It’s not real,<br>it’s, just a trick.<br>Rain.<br>Play a judge.<br>All you want to.<br>It makes no difference to me.<br>It’s raining again.<br>It’s raining again.<br>It’s raining again.