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On the Rain

	作词 : Shudder to Think
	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.

	zuò cí : Shudder to Think
	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.