Umbrella Escapades
Escapes await the death on me
Signally a rain storm that will never get the best of me
Inside I do not die
Outside my physical appearance
Make way to cry
Standin' in the storm my umbrella
Catches the one feeling that could never escape from me
Life in which I lie with

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