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Текст песни Lonely Refrain

Lonely Refrain words and music by Kris Nowak

The clock on the wall is ticking, keeping the time
Of a slow unfolding melody, creeping behind
The words in the brain of a man who complains
That his life has been nothing but pain
All alone and all but forgotten
Is his lonely refrain

The tube on the stand is flickering, setting the mood
For another slow, forgettable evening, fretting the tune
Of the song that remained after forty-four years' rain
Had finally been flushed down the drain
All alone and all but forgotten
His lonely refrain

So the rain patters down and thunder makes a sound
Like a drummer from somewhere beyond view
And the wind's shrill howl makes a noise so foul
Like a fiddler that's far out of tune

And a man in the chair is screaming, dealing with pain
So severe you can't help but peeking inside his brain
And once you're in there in his world of despair
A song can be heard that proclaims
All alone and all but forgotten
His lonely refrain
All alone and all but forgotten
His lonely refrain