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More and more The rain lingers on War only was To bond us all Hell no, no war can paint this more sore The path is packed with bags of coal And bags of coal from some monstrous soul And no, no rain can clean this at all You say, "there's no way-out at all", is something false But way-out, if it is not far is still getting narrow The prayers for light result in failure and dismay But almost yawn, it's a Deja Vu sounding horror Someday I'll take you by the hand And leave this place without a face I won't let our world to crumble down and come undone But it's not now, just let me gather strength, We weren't meant to be perfect Some things ain't easy even if they seem to work just fine Somewhere over that bridge it's done Hey, the rain it splits as we walk But war lingers on and some pain lingers on As we rode the darkness all night long And there's no rain in this final climb Where Dante and I have seen such a sight And Beatrice, my bride To sleep now it's time --- Comedia - Novembre