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When I'm lying awake, listening to rain
hammering on the roof, 
the phrase comes back to me, 
our code for 'Let's get out of here'. 
We were huddled in the back of a van 
with the lights, the videotape equipment 
and the man with the rain machine. 
'Why can't we use the regular rain?' you asked, 
as rain hammered on the roof. 
'That's God's rain', said someone. 
'It doesn't show up on film. 
We need Billy's rain for this one'. 
When I find myself soaked to the skin, tired, 
or merely bored with God's rain, 
the phrase comes back to me.
I'd say it now if I thought you were listening.


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Added: 14 Oct 2002 | Last Read: 27 May 2012 8:59 AM | Viewed: 4006 times

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