Oct 17, 2004 16:49
This drought is leaving me
With cracked soil and brown leaves,
Floating on a dry lake bed,
With a dry mouth and a foggy head,
Waiting for the snow
But, when the water comes,
I will overflow, I will overflow
When the water comes, I will o v e r f l o w
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and woo! for dredg...
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bad news...ill call ya
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