Grampa Dog from Tortoise, Hare by Snoozer

I wrote this song for you
But you'll never hear it
Through no fault of your own
I wrote this song for you
And I have to accept
That you'll never know

I poured out the rain
So I could be the sea
I poured out the rain
So I could be the sea

In that body of black, white, and brown
Resides a pain that no one has ever felt
An opaque tear rolled down his face
He looked at me, and in that moment I knew

I poured out the rain
So I could be the sea
I poured out the rain
So I could be the sea

Unable to walk, unable to talk
Existence is time running out
Sleeping away the days
Reminds me of myself, only mute

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