Twas all in my head
As she walked round the corner
And all that she said was
"I really look forward to meeting your mother
And meeting your daughter
And are you an island or a drop in the water?
Well I am an island, and I'm a fortress
If you can breach these walls I'll give you a quarter of gold
That's not gold, it's a fortunate soul", she sings
"and my name's a story that's sung when it's told"
We go out, into the rain when it pours and the wind when it calls us...
Now a strummer once told me "some rich and some poor
And when she cried on you she lived to close to the shore
You see, we're all born somewhere and we all go some place
So I'll be the wind in your face and the hand at your door"
Into the rain when it pours and the wind when it calls us to roar
Into the new day it's dawning and on and and on and and ahhh
Well I been asail past the siren's sweet voices
She sat with a camera, shucking wild oysters
The choices of love are a monsterous thing
They say the choices of love are a hideous and monsterous thing
Into the rain when it pours and the wind when it calls us to sing
Into the new day it's dawning and on and and on and and ahhh...
Spokes on a wheel, turn like words that go round
And I hope that I feel something deep and profound
And the joker once told me to never look down
Because a hope is a breeze that comes once so you better look out
Into the rain when it pours and the wind when it calls us to shout
Into the new day it's dawning and on and and on
We go out, into the rain when it pours and the wind when it calls us to howl
Into the new day it's dawning and on and and on and and ahhh...