** The track was re-mixed (and not remixed, but re-MIXED) on 9/11 to improve the quality

[Intro]

Umbrella Music / Under the weather music
Under depression / Skies under Umbra's vendetta music
Lust better music / Wonder if "ever" music
Searching for Kingdom Come / With no sun to direct'ya to it

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Streets crowded with ponchos, umbrellas and parasols
Some prepared for the rain, some pretended it'd never fall
Dressed in khaki shorts, flip flops, and a tank top
The resort to cold truth; the trip to hot resorts, the rain stops

Their socks are wet, and dry are those who wore long jeans
Their parasols are wrecked; they weren't meant be poured on
Before long, the downpour is more often, so polka-dot skirts
Are replaced by hoods and jackets, as it pours a lot worse

Colorless clouds; little droplets falling down a smiling cheek
Frowning more and more, from storm to storm, from cloud to cloud, as more it pours
Its warm accord becomes less of reality, and more of story..
Please banish the drought of daylight, and bring Sol before me,

The man beneath it beckons; the girl who's lived it cries
Born when the mornings stopped shedding rays from a flame that'd rise
Shaped as a ball of light; bright, like a type of beacon
That'd luminate a path for all, and let be that they reach it

Follow the beams to reach hues of aquamarine and see blue
Regardless how far they'd embark across the ravine in these shoes
Those who wore sandals switched to black boots with the leather straps
Then passed through with a sad tune that would last June, as puddles splashed

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They never gave up hope / No, they never did
They couldn't die before they saw the sunshine again
The little droplets fall / Down their faces together
Despite their heads are covered by their umbra-black umbrellas

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To throwing the towel, rebellious; they try to keep dry still
Fire, will, passion, motive; trying to keep their feet from slowing
Sleet, thunder, hail-storming; not enough to break thy heel
Fighting cat and dog; lightning flashing, but lightning'd never strike twice, forreal-

If you're still in shock from a trillion watts, just be blessed that the worst is over-
To one day, pray that the sunrays came back in that final scene bring less cold to
Your shoulder; albeit that no one can alter the end in their hope and emotion; I know it
But you're not born to dread, you're born to enjoy the motion

Looking for sun in a sunless world, you're asking for trouble
Wait for the weather to be right, you'll never live your life
Who said you can't dance in the rain, even splash in the puddles
Bask in the snow like the summer sun on a winter night

Though dark clouds were lurking, looking at the bigger picture
There was a sky-blue elixir sitting over a bit of gray
So the streets crowded with ponchos, jackets, hoods and umbrellas
Slipped back into their khakis, and forgot about the weather

A flame inside the girl that flicks like the wick of a candle
A man who pulls out of his black boots, and puts on his sandles
They can't pretend it didn't fall, and yet they didn't fall
They kept hoping the rain would end.. and so it did in Fall

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They never gave up hope / No, they never did
They couldn't die before they saw the sunshine again
Now little droplets fall / Down their faces together
Because their heads no longer need an umbra-black umbrella

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(No longer need an umbra-black umbrella..)
(Need an umbra-black umbrella..)
(Umbra-black umbrella..)

[Outro]

Umbrella Music
Under the weather music
Under depression
Skies under Umbra's vendetta music

Lust better music
Wonder if "ever" music
Searching for Kingdom Come
With no sun to direct'ya to it