Dirty Rain
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Dirty Rain
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Where are all the pretty places?
Where did they go?
Torn down by all the lonely faces
For something to hold
Flat and static paved in progress name
What will all our little children say?
When the only place to play
Is in the dirty rain
Poison river, muddy water
A dead man's float
Plastic people stacked in towers
With nowhere to go
The sun will fill with ice and concrete grey
Cold and dark go on for days and days
Till the only thing that remains
Is the dirty rain
Nothing's really ever gold anymore
Nothing shines like it did before
Nothing's really ever gold anymore
Nothing shines like it did before
Flattened static, paved in progress's name
But what will all our little children say?
When the only place to play
Is in the dirty rain
The dirty rain
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Who performs "Dirty Rain"?
Andrew Combs performs "Dirty Rain", and this lyric page sits inside the Andrew Combs catalog on LyroVerse.
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