day day day day day
day day day day day
this gentle breeze invites umbrellas
you feel it tugging on your umbrella
this gentle breeze invites umbrellas
you feel it tugging on your umbrella
Chorus
we mark with water softly folding over time
with out trains of steaming thought with our instruments
watch the stream swell and rise
mmm mmm mmm
this storm has taken your umbrella
i know it whisked away your umbrella
this storm has taken your umbrella
i know it whisked away your umbrella
i tried to fold the ticket as small as it would go
im curled beneath the river as tight as i can go
pillow wrapped around reminds me that there?s one thing left to do
i might do that thing
i might do that thing
tomorrow
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