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Irma Thomas Simply Grand

Broken windows and empty hallways A pale dead moon in a sky streaked with gray Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Scarecrows

I remember the day I caught the train I was standin? out at the rail road crossing soakin? wet with rain Now I realized fortune and fame is not for me

I?ll be your imagination If you forget how to pretend And when you only got a beginning I?ll be your end Everything falls apart I?ll be your brand new

It?s always somebody sayin? this, somebody sayin? that But never a fact Somebody told you I was playin? you for a fool Somebody told you that I was untrue

I heard you say you?ve lost your faith And hope for the generations And all of your good deeds don?t pay And you don?t get no appreciation Said you don

Mornin? rain keeps on fallin? Like the tears that fall from my eyes Oh, as I sit, as I sit in my room staring out at the gloom It?s the rain, it?s the