It's a dry spell
And the heat is in my mind
They're clearing out the drains
I'm falling far behind
It's a dry spell
And I'm shooting out my brains
The apples are falling off
The tree limbs
It's a dry spell
And we're waiting for the rains
The well has run dry
The reservoirs are drained
It's a dry spell
And we're waiting for the rain
The brocoli can't grow
No carrots on the trains
The ships masts sway
But there's no wind again
As we're waiting for the rain
It's dry spell in my mind
Gotta asking yourself
If it's you or him
Because the man in the mirror is always
Gonna win
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