My real estate (not sure about that)
My life is dull and dried up like the sound a voice makes when the heart grows cold and it's going that way.
I think I'll move out of state somewhere far from Seattle city lights they burn my eyes.
California sounds nice but California's a lie.
Maybe I'm out of luck or maybe I'm just blind, or this time.
Rain on my hopes,
Rain on my soul,
Rain on everything that I know.
It feels so ludicrous the pursuit of this dream, we thought we'd be there long ago.
My life is like a rolling river so muddy and absurd and although I might be mistaken I know that I'll be heard.
And I find the second I try to pull away I'm thrown back in line oh this time.
Rain on my hopes
Rain on my soul
Rain on everything I know.
It feels so ludicrous the pursuit of this dream, we thought we'd be there long ago
And we're all looking for the same thing, the same thing.
Seattle is calling me back home, back home, so..
Rain on my hopes,
Rain on my soul,
Rain on everything I know,
It feels so ludicrous the pursuit of this dream, we thought we'd be there long ago.
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