East 3rd. Street Lyrics - Quicksand

East 3rd. Street
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抰 see them round next year
And this is all over my head
And this is all over my head
Rain, it抯 rain again, rain
down on my parade
I抦 wrong, you抮e right
It抯 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抳e taken
and who you took from
There抯 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抯 rain again, rain
down on my parade
I抦 wrong, you抮e right
It抯 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抯 not real
it抯, just a trick
Rain
Play a judge
All you want to
It makes no difference to me
It抯 raining again
It抯 raining again
It抯 raining again.