in a shower of shiny beads
They water the flowers and sparkle the lawn
and nourish the tiny seeds
And then when the sun begins to shine
they evaporate back to the sky
and nestle their heads once more on the clouds
and wait till its time to cry
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| The tears of the clouds fall to the ground in a shower of shiny beads They water the flowers and sparkle the lawn and nourish the tiny seeds And then when the sun begins to shine they evaporate back to the sky and nestle their heads once more on the clouds and wait till its time to cry |
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