On the Rain


The rain sounds goot it knocks on wood and drowns my house But it can't
swallow me and I can drink it The rain makes rounds in grey sky towns Spills its
guts, sometimes it follows me So I built a house of glass that the rain just runs
right past When the rain thinks it laughs last then I drool on it The earth burps
mud when the sky floods Drains rain down till it covers my feet and I lose my
shoes The earth grows hair of grass then tears the sun back out when its got what
it needs And I built a house of glass that the rain just runs right past When the
rain thinks it laughs last then I drool on it







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