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Joe Stacey - The Wind, the Rain, the Sunshine Lyrics



Joe Stacey - The Wind, the Rain, the Sunshine Lyrics




They say that our loved ones will be there as our breath leaves our lungs for the last time
I feel my loved ones right here in the wind, in the rain, in the sunshine

We grow cold when there's no one close to hold so we spend all our days seeking friends
With whom we share in this uncertain affair, we never mean to shatter their hearts in the end

All those birds wonder, why we write love songs
Indulge in such sharp pain, when no ones here long
Old oak trees laugh as we grumble past
Immune to the irony of the smallest blade of grass

Some days are hard when a heart aches full of scars there's a constant fearful rawr inside the skull
We've come so far, evolved from distant burning stars tiny conscious grains of spree in the wonderful

All those birds wonder, why we write love songs
Indulge in such sharp pain, when nobody lives here long
Old oak tress laugh as we grumble past
Immune to the irony of the smallest blades of grass

I journey through my frightened mind these anxious fears I craved so much get lost in time
What's left but unity between every and every knowing beast and me

All those birds wonder, why we write love songs
Indulge in such sharp pain, when nobody lives here long
Old oak tress laugh as we grumble past
Immune to the irony of tiny blades of grass

They say that our loved ones will be there as our breath leaves our lungs for the last time
I feel my loved ones right here in the wind, in the rain, in the sunshine

In the wind, in the rain, in the sunshine
In the wind, in the rain, in the sunshine
In the wind, in the rain, in the sunshine
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They say that our loved ones will be there as our breath leaves our lungs for the last time
I feel my loved ones right here in the wind, in the rain, in the sunshine

We grow cold when there's no one close to hold so we spend all our days seeking friends
With whom we share in this uncertain affair, we never mean to shatter their hearts in the end

All those birds wonder, why we write love songs
Indulge in such sharp pain, when no ones here long
Old oak trees laugh as we grumble past
Immune to the irony of the smallest blade of grass

Some days are hard when a heart aches full of scars there's a constant fearful rawr inside the skull
We've come so far, evolved from distant burning stars tiny conscious grains of spree in the wonderful

All those birds wonder, why we write love songs
Indulge in such sharp pain, when nobody lives here long
Old oak tress laugh as we grumble past
Immune to the irony of the smallest blades of grass

I journey through my frightened mind these anxious fears I craved so much get lost in time
What's left but unity between every and every knowing beast and me

All those birds wonder, why we write love songs
Indulge in such sharp pain, when nobody lives here long
Old oak tress laugh as we grumble past
Immune to the irony of tiny blades of grass

They say that our loved ones will be there as our breath leaves our lungs for the last time
I feel my loved ones right here in the wind, in the rain, in the sunshine

In the wind, in the rain, in the sunshine
In the wind, in the rain, in the sunshine
In the wind, in the rain, in the sunshine
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Writer: Joseph Stacey
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Performed By: Joe Stacey
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Joseph Stacey
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