Kaleidoscope - Days In The Rain lyrics

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Days in the rain<br />

Down to Josephine's house for tea<br />

French toast and Elvis<br />

French kisses for a boy called me<br />

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Scrumping apples in Harrow<br />

Throwing fallers at black Austin cars<br />

Lemon-ices at De La Mura's<br />

Plotting my life by the stars<br />

And I remember the scent of my father's Christmas cigar<br />

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Traces of lives<br />

Like gold -dust in a museum of rooms<br />

In the corner the black and white television<br />

blinking like a prophet of doom<br />

And I remember my father falling like a stone from the moon<br />

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It's all in the past<br />

It's all in the photographs<br />

It all looks familiar, but we don't know the places<br />

We know that we love them<br />

But we cannot put names to the faces<br />

Those faces -- those beautiful faces<br />

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Days in the rain<br />

Bruises and powerful scars<br />

I swollowed a sixpence<br />

Someone said: " Who'd you think you are? "<br />

And I remember the scent of my father's Christmas cigar