On the Rain

The rain sounds good 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 (sun backed out)
When it's got what it needs

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

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 rain sounds good 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