There is a drought in my mind
My thoughts are covered in the sand
I try to find a watersource
A river or an ocean ghost
Whom might help with what I seek
Can't believe it's so hard to think
Of one way out, out of this heat
How will it end
Don't feel like I need to correct
This absolute mess that I make
With every single breath I take
There's still a drought in my mind
And a thought that's driving me, alright
Completely blind, completely blind
It is that drains my mind
Whatever makes me write these rhymes
I poured my tears in a glass
Watered my plants and drank the rest
And drank the rest, and drank the rest
From drought to flood, so obscene
That's my very own inner evergreen
That's my very own inner evergreen
There is a drought in my mind
My thoughts are covered in the sand
I try to find a watersource
A river or an ocean ghost
Whom might help with what I seek
Can't believe it's so hard to think
Of one way out, out of this heat
I poured my tears in a glass
Watered my plants and drank the rest
And drank the rest
From drought to flood, so obscene
That's my very own inner evergreen
That's my very own inner evergreen
There's still a drought in my mind
And a thought that's driving me, alright
Completely blind, completely blind
It is that drains my mind
Whatever makes me write these rhymes
It is that drains my mind
Whatever makes me write these rhymes
It is that drains my mind
Whatever makes me write these rhymes
It is that drains my mind
Whatever makes me write these rhymes