Let it Drain v2

Old man walking on a crooked cane.
Every time he gets a whiff of rain, he’s out walking.
To the graveyard.
Flowers in his hand and a smile on his face,
He starts singing a song to his long lost Grace.
And they’re talking. In the graveyard.

Chorus:
Let it drain. Let it drain.
Let it wash across the world like holy rain.
All the pain. Just let it drain.
Let it wash across the world like holy rain.
Let it drain.

I’m trying to be alive while I’m still alive,
I get a wild hair and take an ugly dive
Into the waters of the ever-living.
Sometimes I canít and I donít even try,
I just sit at the edge and have a really good cry
Into the waters of the ever-living.

repeat chorus

There’s a big ol’ world of hurtin’ right outside my window pane.
I can’t hide behind the curtain, so I take my pain,
And I let it drain, let it drain, let it drain, let it drain.

Well there’s only two things that you can do with your pain,
You can pass it along or you can sing in the rain.
I love singing when it’s raining.
Pain into Fear and you’re dead where you stand.
Pain into Love and there’s peace in your land
Where you’re standing, God is reigning.

repeat chorus

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