Chased by the clouds while searching for that inspirational sound
Don't know how I feel as the rains come down
Reverences shouldn't be this loud
Minnesota rain, if it stops, will I feel the same way as I do today
Traveled a long way to feel inspiration instead of pain
This is the price I paid to be lied at I hope this is not just another tourist trap
Just want to be in the audience and clap even if I can't dance
Putting away my fears me and the doves have different tears
Minnesota rain comes down at night hope it ends with the morning light
In my sleep, I have paisley dreams and the hope to see so many things
The Avenue I will take a walk so many people waiting to hear the art
Passing the square still hear his voice in the air
Dylan might have many colors but sound like no other
Minnesota rain pass me by just want a little more time
Just want to feel the purple omens this is where inspiration is home
©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2018
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