Quicksand - East 3rd St. lyrics

I was so sincere I see more clearly now I, trust new friends just like I can throw them Fading traces of a, future leader A summer squatting I know I won't see them round next year And this is all over my head And this is all over my head Rain, it's rain again, rain Down on my parade I'm wrong, you're right It's not what you would do Rain Walk one mile in these shoes In these careless days You know who your friends are A saving grace A time to remember What you've taken And who you took from There's no, mistaking What you give is what you get And this is all over my head And this is all over my head Rain, it's rain again, rain Down on my parade I'm wrong, you're right It's not what you would do Rain Walk one mile in these shoes Change of Red Guard, every summer They are handing, the park over An ideal, idealistic It's not real It's, just a trick Rain Play a judge All you want to It makes no difference to me It's raining again It's raining again It's raining again