It's pouring rain this morning.
The pouring rain is drowning my heart,
The pouring rain is flooding my chest
As I try to go by the day's normal pace.
But alas, it's pouring rain on the world too,
Leaving me soaking wet and with a heavy soul.
With a drowning heart and a flooded chest,
Trying to get out of the rain but to no avail.
The pouring rain's dragging me down,
To the lowest part of the raging river.
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