it's raining in my living room, it's pouring inside
I ain't got no idea that this could happen
and though the windows are shut
the ceiling's gone and so has the ground
and it's naming my routine the tears are coming to stay
I might get used to it,
so long as you get out my way
I'm gonna find me a horse right about this
and Frank's gonna get me some waterproof boots
and i'm gonna ride across the tundra
the furthest the road that i'll ever take

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