I don't mind the rain
I can get wet
Maybe catch a cold
I could get real sick
I am a patient man
With my friend misery
She is my muse
She gets naked and I draw her
When my crude sketches serve to further her message
She gives me stones for the walls in my castles
I don't mind the wind
I am of the northern plains
We were taught to bend
We who fought the Danes
I am a business man
I answer to bosses
I assume risks
I navigate losses
Every deal in the dark leaves someone in the cold
All that glitters isn't gold
I don't mind the snow
And I have seen it fall
Cover every stone
Smother every coal
I am a weather man
I prognosticate systems
I am a sorcerer
I answer to visions
I struggle with depression like everyone I know
I hope my expressions serve the people that I love
And I don't mind the cold
Ah no no